Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Twas the Night Before Christmas (the real)

The Night Before Christmas A more spiritual version of the famous Christmas story


By: Sister St. Thomas, B.N.D. de N


Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the town,St. Joseph was searching, walking up roads and down;Our Lady was waiting, so meek and so mild,While Joseph was seeking a place for the Child.


The children were nestled, each snug in their beds,The grown-ups wouldn't bother, there's no room they said;When even the innkeeper sent them away,Joseph was wondering, where they would stay.


He thought of the caves in the side of the hills,Lets go there said Mary, it's silent and still;The moon on the breast of the new fallen snow,Made pathways of light for their tired feet to go.
And there in a cave, in a cradle of hay,Our Savior was born on that first Christmas Day!



The Father was watching in heaven above,He sent for His angels, His couriers of love.
More rapid than eagles God's bright angels came;Rejoicing and eager as each heard his name;Come Power, Come Cherubs, Come Virtues, Come Raphael,Come Thrones and Dominions, come Michael and Gabriel.


Now fly to the Earth, where My poor people live,Announce the glad tiding My Son comes to give;The Shepherds were watching their flocks on this night,And saw in the heavens and unearthly light.The Angels assured them, they'd nothing to fear,It's Christmas they said, the Savior is here!



They hastened to find Him, and stood at the door,Till Mary invited them in to adore.
He was swaddled in bands from His head to His feet,Never did the Shepherds see a baby so sweet!He spoke not a word, but the shepherds all knew,He was telling them secrets and blessing them too.


Then softly they left Him, The Babe in the hay,And rejoiced with great joy on that first Christmas Day;Mary heard them exclaim as they walked up the hill,Glory to God in the Highest, Peace to men of good will!



I want to wish everyone a wonderful, exciting, spiritual Christmas..

May Santa visit quietly, and leave a big fat red Kitchen Aid for you...

(That's what I want anyways)..

Too bad all I am getting is a big fat lump of ripped up wrapping paper...

Oh well, there is always next year right!?

13 coments:

Juli said...

okay,I LOVE that poem. can I steal it from you and put it on my blog??

SuperCoolMom said...

I hope he leaves both of us a Kitchen Aid! But happy kids will be enough for me. HUGS! Merry Christmas!

Kerri said...

I liked tht. Merry Christmas. I'm banning myself from the computer tommorrow.

gigi said...

Merry Christmas little mama. Hope it's wonderful and filled with lots of love, joy and great memeories.

tammy said...

Love it. Hope you have a very Merry Christmas, even if you don't get your Kitchen Aid. I hope this next year is better for you and your family too.

CaryManda said...

Thanks for the reminder! :)
I hope you and your family have a wonderful Christmas!!

Renee said...

Merry Christmas! That poem is lovely.

Mother Goose said...

Devri, the songs for rockband that we have are wanted dead or alive, a song by creep, but out of the 6 or so songs no bad words or connotations that I noticed. WE have not played all the songs mainly because we don't know them.

Melissa said...

I love that poem you posted. It is a good reminder of the Christmas spirit. Merry Christmas!

chantal said...

Merry Christmas!!! I'm so grateful to have you in my blog life!!!!

Pineapple Princess/Shauna said...

Merry Christmas. I love that version much better. Anything we can do to squeeze a little more Jesus into Christmas thrills me. AWESOME.

Hope you have a beautiful Christmas and a happy new year.

Kristina P. said...

I hope you and your family have a very merry Christmas!

Suzanne said...

Love this new version of the poem. I hope you get your Kitchen Aide...