Twas The Night Before Jesus Came

The following poem I have had framed on my wall for years. Seems like the year I got the large poem, I also sent out Christmas cards with the same poem. The theology isn’t necessarily totally accurate but it will cause you to think about what is happening in your home the night before Christmas, or really any night of the year.

Twas The Night Before Jesus Came

Twas the night before Jesus came and all through the house
Not a creature was praying not one in the house
Their Bibles were lain on the shelf without care
In hopes that Jesus would not come there.

The children were dressing to crawl into bed
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And mom in her rocker with baby on her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.

When out of the east there arose such a clatter
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash

When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here
With a light like the sun sending forth a bright ray
I knew in a moment this must be the day.

The light of His face made me cover my head
It was Jesus, returning just like he said
And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth
I cried when I saw Him, in spite of myself.

In The Book Of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man
He spoke not a word as he searched for my name
When He said “It’s not here” my head hung in shame.

The people whose name had been written in love
He gathered to take to His Father above
With those who are ready He rose with out a sound
While all the rest were left standing around.

I fell to my knees but it was too late
I had waited too long and this sealed my fate
I stood and cried as they rose out of sight
Oh, if I had only been ready tonight.

In the words of the meaning is clear.
The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
There’s only one life and when comes the last call
We’ll find that the Bible was true after all.

Copyright Bethany Farms, 1993


5 thoughts on “Twas The Night Before Jesus Came

  1. I just shared this with my family… we now have a new tradition. My youngest daughter was so excited – this is right up her alley 🙂

    Berean Wife Reply:


    I’m glad you liked it. I’ve enjoyed it so much that it has been hanging on my wall for 16 years. It is a good thought provoker. I’m glad your daughter enjoyed it, also.

    Berean Wife

    eileen white Reply:

    im sorry to tell you but my husband wrote this poem and it was stolen from him back in 93 right alone with Heaven grocery store,they had put unknown author…but any way im gald you like it,no hard feelings he has a lot more.

    Berean Wife Reply:

    Mrs. White,

    I’m sorry if this poem was truly stolen from your husband. I have found so many who attributed different people with the exact same poem. So I chose to attribute the poem as it is on my dining room wall.

    I do find the poem to be very though provoking.

    Berean Wife

  2. I love this poem! fyi–the very end should be >>In the words of this poem the meaning is clear.
    The coming of Jesus is drawing near.
    There’s only one life and when comes the last call
    We’ll find that the Bible was true after all.

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