Immanuel's Star

The night was cold and dark

The shepherds drew lambs to their hearts

Across the valleys and hills a cool wind blew

Drawing the grass apart

Huddling by the fire

A shepherd sang a song

Poking a crackling fire

Ready for the night so long

Then a bright light

Caught his dazzled eyes

And he turned them heavenward

Towards the star studded sky

And behold there was a star

Shinning in the night

Eclipsing all others

With its beauty and light

It drew and beckoned

And suddenly the heavens burst open

The air was filled with angel songs

And by the star’s light the shepherds were drawn

Towards a little village

Of seemingly no importance

Worn down with age

Completely impassioned

The atmosphere was joyful

Yet apprehensive as they drew nearer

To a newly born child

Asleep in the manger

His hands shaking slightly

The shepherd touched the child

He stirred and looked up

And a miracle he smiled!

Then a while later

The shepherd was back at his fire

Gazing up at the star

His heart felt warmer

And he watched never knowing

That it was the first Christmas night

And the star shinning so brightly

Was the Saviour’s heralding light

Merry Christmas everyone!

May K.