'Twas the Night Before Jesus

Here is a new version of the classic poem 'twas the night before Christmas told from the prospective of the Second Coming of Christ:









‘Twas The Night Jesus Returned



'Twas 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...



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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

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