Silent night, holy night,
While shepherds watch their flocks,
And innkeepers lock their doors,
And donkeys nuzzle the hay,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
angels hold their breath,
And demons prowl the shadows,
And a young mother contracts in pain,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And demons prowl the shadows,
And a young mother contracts in pain,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
shepherds observe the skies,
And innkeepers extinguish their lamps,
And donkeys warm their noses,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And innkeepers extinguish their lamps,
And donkeys warm their noses,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
angels sing with exultation,
And demons shriek in fear,
And a mother pushes out life,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And demons shriek in fear,
And a mother pushes out life,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
shepherds gather to worship,
And innkeepers turn in sleep,
And donkeys bow their heads,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And innkeepers turn in sleep,
And donkeys bow their heads,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
angels guard with mighty wings,
And demons watch light banish dark,
And a mother gathers her infant close,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And demons watch light banish dark,
And a mother gathers her infant close,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
shepherds meet a king,
And innkeepers serenely dream,
And donkeys gaze in wonder,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
And innkeepers serenely dream,
And donkeys gaze in wonder,
A baby is born.
Silent night, holy night,
While
angels wait in expectation,
And demons plot retaliation,
And a mother cries with joy,
A savior is born.
And demons plot retaliation,
And a mother cries with joy,
A savior is born.
Copyright 2016 Sara Nelson O'Brien
All photos courtesy of pixabay.com
Love it, Sara!
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