A Baby is Born

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,

While shepherds observe the skies,

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,

While shepherds gather to worship,

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,

While shepherds meet a king,

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.

 

  

Copyright 2016 Sara Nelson O'Brien 

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