Sunday, December 23, 2012

A Special Christmas Poem for Children: 'Twas the Night of all Nights!



Children, gather round. It’s time for a story,

one that’s filled with hallelujahs and glory.


It’s about the glorious night of all nights,

angels and magi and sight of all sights!


About God, a virgin, the birth of a king,

wooly sheep, poor shepherds and gift giving!


My story takes place long ago, far away

and starts with a Babe in a crib full of hay;


His mother’s a virgin, His father is God,

the birth, a miraculous Heavenly nod.


The Baby is born in a Bethlehem barn

near a few smelly animals, like on a farm.


Poor shepherds in a field shudder with fright

when suddenly the dark sky fills up with light


as beautiful angels, bright splendors winging

tell of the birth with hallelujahs and singing!


So, the shepherds and sheep the very next morn

set off to visit this special Newborn.


Rich wisemen follow a bright beaming star

to the Bethlehem barn; the journey is far.


They ride astride camels, carrying treasures

to give to The One they’ll worship forever.


Why in the world would they do such strange things?

Why travel so far? Why great treasures bring?


The reason is simple, The Babe in the hay

becomes the world’s Savior, Who takes sin away.


His name is Jesus and He loves you and me

and wants us to love Him for eternity.


That was the night of all nights here on Earth…

the wonderful story of Jesus’ birth!


Maude Carolan Pych

This poem was written for my precious grandchildren...and for children of all ages, everywhere. Merry Christmas!

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