Title: | The CHRISTIAN Notesfile |
Notice: | Jesus reigns! - Intros: note 4; Praise: note 165 |
Moderator: | ICTHUS::YUILLE ON |
Created: | Tue Feb 16 1993 |
Last Modified: | Fri May 02 1997 |
Last Successful Update: | Fri Jun 06 1997 |
Number of topics: | 962 |
Total number of notes: | 42902 |
Twas 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 one ever kneeling or bowing a head. And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap When out of the East there arose such a clatter, I sprang to my feet to 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 my wondering eyes should appear But angels 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 of 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 spite of myself. In the Book of Life which He help 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 they rose out of sight; Oh, if only I had been ready tonight. In the 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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834.1 | JULIET::MORALES_NA | Sweet Spirit's Gentle Breeze | Fri Dec 15 1995 18:46 | 1 | |
Amen! I like it! | |||||
834.2 | TMAKXO::SBRACH | Sat Dec 16 1995 13:44 | 4 | ||
I am going to submit this poem again with few corrections. I made some mistakes during typing. | |||||
834.3 | TMAKXO::SBRACH | Sat Dec 16 1995 13:45 | 49 | ||
'Twas 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 one ever kneeling or bowing a head. And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap When out of 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 my wondering eyes should appear But angels 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 of 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 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 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 they rose out of sight; Oh, if only I had been ready tonight. In the 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! |