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TWAS WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE JESUS CAME




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 IN HER LAP
WAS WATCHING THE LATE SHOW WHILE I TOOK A NAP.
 
WHEN OUT IN 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 WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR
BUT ANGLES 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 ON 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 SPIT 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 THY ROSE OUT OF SIGHT:
 OH, IF ONLY I HAD BEEN READY TONIGHT.
 
 WITH 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!!
 
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