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'TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE JESUS CAME
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'Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house,
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Not a creature was praying, not one in the house.
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Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care,
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In hopes that Jesus would not come there.
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The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
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Not one ever kneeling or bowing a head.
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And Mom in her rocker with baby on her lap,
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Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.
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When out of the East there arose such a clatter,
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I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
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Away to the window I flew like a flash,
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Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash!
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When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
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But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.
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With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray,
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I knew in a moment this must be THE DAY!
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The light of His face made me cover my head,
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It was Jesus returning just like He had said.
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And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
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I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
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In the Book of Life which He held in His hand,
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Was written the name of every saved man.
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He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
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When He said "It's not here" my head hung in shame.
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The people whose names had been written with love,
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He gathered to take to His Father above.
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With those who were ready He rose without a sound,
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While all the rest were left standing around.
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I fell to my knees, but it was too late,
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I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
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I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
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Oh, if only I had been ready tonight.
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In the words of this poem the meaning is clear,
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The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
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There's only one life and when comes the last call,
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We'll find that the Bible was true after all!
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(author unknown)
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Computers for Christ - Chicago
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