THE NIGHT JESUS CAME It was the night Jesus came and all through the  house, not a person was praying, not one in the house  .   The Bible was left on the shelf without  care, for no one thought Jesus would come there  ..   The children were dressing to crawl into  bed, not once ever kneeling or bowing their  head..   And Mom in the rocking chair with babe on her  lap, was watching the Late Show as I took a nap  ...   When out of the east there rose 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 lifted the sash ...   When what to my  wondering eyes should appear, but Angels proclaiming that  Jesus was here ...   The light of His face made me cover my  head... was Jesus returning just like He'd said  ...   And though I possessed worldly wisdom and  wealth, I cried when I saw Him in spite 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  sound, while all of the others were left standing around  ...   I fell to my knees but it was too late, I'd  waited too long and thus sealed my fate ...   I stood and I  cried as they rose out of sight, Oh, if only I'd known that  this was the night ....   In the words of this poem the  meaning is clear the coming of Jesus is now drawing near  ...   There's only one life and when comes the last  call, We'll find out that the Bible was true after  all.     B  - Basic I  - Instruction B  - Before L  - Leaving E  - Earth