The moon was peeping through the clouds
As the cold night air creeped about.
Tiny flakes of frozen mist floating down
A reverent silence hovered around.
T'was the Eve of Christendom
When the virgin Mary had her son.
This little village was quite removed
From Bethlehem where the stable stood.
The church was filled wall to wall
As the choir sang, "Come, Ye All."
The faithful were there to declare
Joy to the World, everywhere.
The quiet and peaceful fellowship
Of kindred spirits uplift.
Praises to Our Lord and King
As "Peace on Earth", voices sing.
An almost perfect atmosphere
Of all those who dwelled here.
The little village quite removed
From Bethlehem where the stable stood.
Silent Night, Holy Night was heard
Throughout the valley the air was stirred.
With excitement and honor revered
The Holy Night that Jesus appeared.
I know that God was looking down
On this peaceful little town.
Smiling with gladness at what He saw
Future generations still in awe.
Gathering together on Christmas Eve
To give thanks and still believe.
That Christ was born to free from sin
Our dying souls, to live again.
So in this village quite removed
From Bethlehem where the stable stood.
Into the night as they slept in their beds
Still had visions of the "Babe" in their heads.
Written by Shirley Barr
December 10, 2004
All Rights Reserved to JESUS
Luke 2: 10 ~ 11
And the angel said unto them, Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
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