22 December 2011

The Night Before Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas
When we whispered your name,
In hushed tones we spoke
Of the man you became.

The angels they came
A heavenly melody played
To shepherds who watched
Awe in their gaze.

The wise men followed
A star bright as day
To a lowly manger
In a place far away.

The mood was somber
At Herod’s that day
A prophecy threatened
His life and his reign.

A King was born
In a stable filled with hay,
Many moons later
He died for our sakes.

Still, the night before Christmas,
Sweet melodies play
The story of your destiny,
Glory be Thy name.