"Twas The Night Before Yeshua Came!"

Twas the night before Yeshua came and all through the house not a creature was praying not one in the house.

Their Bibles lay on the shelf without care in hopes that Yeshua would not come there.

The children were dressing to crawl into bed Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.

And mom in her rocker with baby on her lap Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.

When out of the east there arose 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 threw up the sash

When what to my wondering eyes should appear but angels proclaiming that Yeshua was here

With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray I knew in a moment this must be the day.

The light of His face made me cover my head It was Yeshua, returning just like he 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 name had been written in love He gathered to take to His Father above

With those who are ready He rose without a sound While all the rest were left standing around.

I fell to my knees, but it was too late I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate

I stood and cried as they rose out of sight Oh, if I had only been ready tonight.

In the words of the meaning is clear. The coming of Yeshua is drawing near.

There's only one life and when comes the last call and we'll find that the Bible was true after all.

Merry Christmas and Many Blessings to all!