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Twas the Night Before Jesus

Posted Monday, November 22, 2010, at 3:24 PM

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He comes as a thief, only, to those unsaved. Keep the Watch.
I cannot take credit for authoring this poem, as noted, but I did change some of the verbiage, and content message.

Twas the Night before Jesus

By Dianne Francis Donenfeld's 1988 poem,

with poetic changes, by Arley Steinhour 112210:

Twas the night Jesus came, and all through the house;

Not a creature was praying, not even my spouse.

Our Bibles were strewn on a shelf without care,

We seldom read them, to know He'd come for us there.

Our children were dressing, to crawl into bed;

Not once ever kneeling, or bowing a head.

Their Mom in her rocker, with babe on her lap,

Was watching the Late Show, while I took a nap.

From out of the East, there arose such a clatter,

I sprang to my feet, to see what's the matter.

Away to the window, I flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!

When what to my searching eyes should appear,

Myriad Angels proclaim, Jesus was here.

A light, like the sun, sent forth a bright ray.

I knew in a moment, this must be THE DAY!

The light from His face made me cover my head,

It was Jesus returning, just as He said.

Although I possess worldly wisdom and wealth,

I cried when I saw Him, in spite of myself.

For the Book of Life, He held in His hand,

be inscribed with the name of every saved man.

He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;

When He couldn't find it, my head hung in shame.

The people whose names had been written with love,

He gathered to take to His Father above.

They, and young children, He raised without sound,

Leaving behind the unsaved, standing around.

We fell to our knees, but it was too late;

We had waited too long, and thus sealed our fate.

I stood up and cried, as they rose out of sight;

Oh God, I wish I'd been ready tonight.

In the words of this poem, the meaning is clear;

The coming of Jesus is drawing quite near.

He comes like a thief, till He sounds trumpet call,

and We know that the Bible speaks true, after all!

AMEN



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