On this night

On this night

 

 

 

On this holy night,

he was born.

 

In the winter’s night he came to us,

hope rejoiced for his coming.

 

Three kings came and left treasures,

for him to give to the world.

 

Tonight divine,

the child king lay in a humble cradle..

 

On this night all fell silent,

and stood still for the child king.

 

Wise men and all,

heard the voice of Angels,

they heard the voice divine,

and wept when the child touched a poor shepherd,

and with his eyes asked him to play.

 

For you might be small in life,

but in deeds…

you are king and queen among men.

 

On your knees he will hear your,

prayers.

 

On your heart I will hear,

love pure.

 

On this night,

this Holly night,

your voice will be heard by Angels.

 

Your voice will join with others and bring in the,

mornings light of gifts.

 

This morning a candle shall sine bright.

It will shine with love and compassion.

 

Let the voice of Angles and Christ,

be heard across the world.

 

Let not a child’s cry,

be left to float on the winds of winter.

 

Let the sins of man,

be forgiven on this night.

 

Let this night spare those who have,

given more than any of us could have,

for it was and is their sacrifice,

that keeps us safe,

in the winter and summer of our life.

 

 

 

Author's Note