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'Twas the night before Sunday
'Twas the night before
Sunday
And where we live
Preparations began
For service to give
And Mom in her housecoat
And me in my cap
Had just settled down
For a short evening nap
When up on our roof
There arose such a din
And those cursed magpies
Were trying to get in
And sleep now departed
And worries instead
About the next Sunday
Would not leave my head
And would all the people
Remember their tasks
That they'd been assigned
That they had been asked
Would the speakers deliver
Their messages clear
Would they make the Chinook
That is one of my fears
Would the bread be provided
Or would I have to send
Brother Rowe on an errand
A commandment to bend
Will all of the teachers
Be there in their place
To teach all the children
Who they have to face
And will all the youth
Appear in the room
Or just disappear
Into closets for brooms
And will the whole building
Be clean as it should
Have the contacted people
Truly scoured it good
And what if it snows
Have the shovelers been
called
And don't even start
On the roof that might fall
But then I remember
The time of the year
That brings us together
That brings us good cheer
That all of those worries
Do not mean a thing
For with His example
Some peace He will bring
For though we are different
From near and from far
We still have in common
That search for the star
That shone in the heavens
And walked on the earth
That gave us His message
That starts with His birth
That promises calm
In a world full of pain
And delivers us hope
When from sin we refrain
And so it is Christmas
That one time of year
When we focus on others
And bring them good cheer
About these glad tidings
Proclaimed from above
About His arrival
And His message of love
For with all of our worries
From that day to this
It's love that's the answer
His promise of bliss
And so to my family
That's all of you here
Merry Christmas to all
And a Happy New Year
