The First Christmas Night

By Dottie Jones


Twas the night before Christmas and Oh! What a sight

A star over Bethlehem, shiny and bright. 

The children were nestled, all snug in their beds

But Mary and Joseph had only a shed.

Joseph told Mary to rest and not worry

But the baby was coming in too much of a hurry.


The animals gathered close for they cared. 

They wanted the baby to have what they shared. 

They offered Him warmth and hay for the manger. 

They were happy to welcome the tiny new stranger.


The moon on the crest of the country below

Shown on shepherds guarding sheep from their foe, 

When what to their wondering eyes should appear

But a heavenly host singing songs of good cheer.

They sang of a Christ child born on the hay

And where they might find Him; 

It was just as I say. 


Later three wise men came from afar. 

For weeks they had followed a very bright star.

They knelt down and worshipped the child, we are told

And offered Him gifts of myrrh, frankincense, and gold. 


Who could have known the child who was born

Would have such an impact on a world badly torn.

Though we struggle for peace even today

He promises hope, love, joy if we follow His way.