by: Christina Rosetti
That night when shepherds heard the song of angelic host caroling near;
A deaf man turned in slumbers spell and dreamed that he could hear.
That night when in the cattle stall slept mother and child in humble fold,
A cripple turned his twisted limbs and dreamed that he was whole.
That night when over the new born babe a tender mother rose to lean,
A loathsome leper smiled in sleep and dreamed that he was clean.
That night when to the mother's breast the little king was held secure,
A harlot slept a happy sleep and dreamed that she was pure.
That night when in the manger lay the Holy One who came to save,
A man turned in the sleep of death and dreamed there was no grave.
Remember Jesus is the Reason for the Season!