It was the night before Christmas…

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When all through the fields

The shepherds were watching

Their sheep on the hills

The children of Bethlehem

Lay quietly still

Sleeping like the lambs

In the cool evening chill

And I with my shepherd’s staff

Nearly drifted off to sleep

As I shivered in the draft

While watching my sheep

When out on the hilltop

There arose such a stir

That I sprang from where I’d dropped

To see what had occurred

When what to my wondering eyes should appear

But a thousand angels singing

Halleluiah to God – so clear

They told us of the Christ child

Born that very night

Laying in a manger

Under the night sky so bright

And I heard an angel say

As they faded from sight

Peace on Earth and good will

To mankind tonight

With their voices still ringing

And not just a few!

I knew in a moment

The prophecy was true!

Astonished and excited

We went straight to the town

Not a window was lighted

As the manger we found

And there in the manger bed

The child slept with the lambs

On the hay where they fed

One like God, One like Man

As I fell to my knees

Tears welled up in my eyes

God had answered our pleas

And heard all our cries

God looked on us with favor

The promise to bring

God sent us a Savior

The Christ Child, the King

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