‘Twas the Night Jesus Came

[318 words] ‘Twas the night Jesus came and all through the house,not a person was praying, not me or my spouse.The Bible was left on the shelf without care,for no one had thought the Lord would come there.The children were dressing to crawl into bed,not once ever kneeling or bowing their head.And Mom in the rocking chair with babe on her lap,was watching the Late Show as I took a nap.When out of the east there rose such a clatter,I sprang to my feet to see what’s the matter.Away to the window I flew like a flash,tore open the shutters and lifted the sash.When what to my wondering eyes should appear,but angels proclaiming that Jesus was here.The light of His face made me cover my head,it was Jesus returning just like He’d said.And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.In the…