A Repost from 2006
Merry Christmas to all at the Den
and enjoy a "Happy New Year"
Love & Peace to all
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A cold silent night
The night was cold
And clear
The shepherd fell asleep
He did not hear
As a sheep spoke words
There was no one there
To hear
"I heard a Child was born
On this clear cold night."
Did anybody see
The bright star, high above?
Moving in the direction
Where A Child laid
Waiting to be praised
Said the donkey,
To no one there.
The shepherd woke
From a deep sleep
Yawned and stretched
His eyes searching the sky
For a bright star
Mentioned in his dream.
There! he saw it
He gathered his sheep
Mounted his donkey
That showed him the way.
Following the bright star
It led them to a barn
Where a man and a woman
Rested
From a long weary journey.
The man stood alert
The Woman, breast fed
Her Child
Whom the shepherd
Came to praise
As he fell on his knees.
He shyly said
I came to praise Him
He who was born, this night
The poor shepherd
beared no gifts
So on his flute, played
For The Child
A soft melody, to be herd
Throughout
That clear cold Silent Night.
A story so long ago yet heard again and again every year.
Love's hand reaches through time to tell it over and over so that all may know God gave this son to us all to have an eternal life one day with him.
My imagination tries to invision what heaven is going to be like, verses days and times now.
Joy unspeakable and full of glory came in the form of a man so long ago in a manger.
Praise God that he created something so simple to confound the wise to the point they are given a chance at choice. We alone must choose.
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Have a Merry, Merry Blessed Christmas!
John Michael
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All is calm, all is bright.
Love's hand reaches through time to tell it over and over so that all may know God gave this son to us all to have an eternal life one day with him.
My imagination tries to invision what heaven is going to be like, verses days and times now.
Joy unspeakable and full of glory came in the form of a man so long ago in a manger.
Praise God that he created something so simple to confound the wise to the point they are given a chance at choice. We alone must choose.
God Bless you and Merry Christmas William!
Teresa
Love ya!
Jane
Have a meaningful Christmas.
Anna