Twas the night before Christmas…the Heavens were still.
The Son left His throne…He would do God’s will.
Mary and Joseph were part of His plan
And soon they would know that God was with them.
He would send angels, but who would God choose?
“Send me” they all said. “I’ll go tell the good news.”
“Oh, let me tell the shepherds,” one by one they would say.
Then the Father did something unusual that day.
You all get to go this very night.
When they flew down to earth…it was such a sight!
The shepherds were frightened as they lit up the sky.
“Fear not, we have news from your Father on high.”
“Go quickly…a Savior is born this day.
He is lying in a manger…asleep in the hay.”
When they looked up, they saw a bright star.
Shining on a stable…it wasn’t that far.
They ran down the hill, and as they entered the place
They worshipped the child with such joy on their face.
Mary and Joseph rejoiced with them too,
When they told them that angels had led us to you.
When the people of Bethlehem heard the good news,
They marveled and wondered why shepherds were used.
This would make sense as His death would draw near.
“I am the Good Shepherd”, He would tell them so clear
My purpose for living has come to an end.
I must die on a cross, but I’ll see you again.
Those that believed…something happened inside.
A burning like fire…His words came alive.
Just as He said He would die on a cross…
But the blood He would shed would bring hope to the lost.
Years of burnt offerings would come to an end.
We would finally discover the true meaning of them.
So remember on Christmas that baby you see…
Has given hope through the ages down to you and to me.
Timothy J. Wright