Twas the Night Before Jesus Came...

written by Audrey Patricia Woolverton

'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house
Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.

The children were dressing to crawl into bed.
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.

When out of the East there arose such a clatter.
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!

When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!

The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus! returning just like He had said.
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.

In the Book of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said "it's not here" my head hung in shame.

The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.
With those who were ready He rose without a sound.
While all the rest were left standing around.

I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.

In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!

HERE'S ANOTHER ONE:
TWAS THE MONTH BEFORE CHRISTMAS
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> Twas the month before Christmas
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> When all through our land,
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> Not a Christian was praying
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> Nor taking a stand.
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> See the PC Police had taken away,
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> The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
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> The children were told by their schools not to sing,
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> About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.
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> It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say
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> December 25th is just a "Holiday".
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> Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit
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> Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
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> CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod
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> Something was changing, something quite odd!
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> Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa
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> In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
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> As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
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> At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.
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> At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears
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> You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.
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> Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-is-ty
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> Are words that were used to intimidate me.
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> Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen
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> On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton!
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> At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
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> To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
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> And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith
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> Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.
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> The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded
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> The reason for the season, stopped before it started.
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> So as you celebrate "Winter Break" under your "Dream Tree"
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> Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
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> Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
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> Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday!!!!!
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> [Author Unknown]

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