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A Christmas Poem by Bill Keysaer © 2008 It was the night of the first Christmas they were out in a field A long night ahead a shepherds staff they did wield The sheep lying down didn't make a peep Some of the shepherds were half a sleep It was just what they did; they do it all the time One had just picked fresh fruit from the vine To watch over the flocks it was their job To look for those who would steal or rob This is the shepherd's life; it's what they do at night But this time was different; there came a great light They were paralyzed with fear beyond all belief An Angel of the Lord had appeared at their feet But the angel told them do not be afraid For it is good news I have come to proclaim Today in the town of David a Savior is born He is the Christ, a baby his cloths ragged and torn When this had been said the rest did appear Heavenly angels were everywhere both far and near The first thing they did was to begin to sing praise And praise Him they did their voices were raised Glory to God glory in the highest Peace to men on whom his favor rests This is what was said and then they weren't there The angels back to heaven, the shepherds just stared Then the shepherds said to each other let's make the trip To Bethlehem they went, and pretty DARN quick They found Mary and Joseph to them they were strangers And there was baby Jesus asleep in the manger Once they had seen Him they went to shout from the walls The good news of the baby who had come to save all Then there was Mary who treasured all these things For she had just given birth to the new born King |
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