'Twas the night before Christmas
When all thru the town
Wearing a frown;
His birthday was coming
But the people had hurts
For they had no hope
Since they had no church.Memories of yesterday
All filled the cold air
Like Mr Brown's choir
Mrs Morrell's hair;
Beautiful church bells
Heard all around
We were so proud
Of our new choir gowns.
Sunday school moments
We all do recall
Laughing and learning
Just having a ball;
Waiting for Sundays
What we lived for
Living for Jesus
As we opened the door.
My father rang the bell
Kept the books too
My mother played the organ
When it was brand new;
People came and worshipped
Love was in the air
We sang aloud together
And never had a care.
'Twas the night before Christmas
When the church was dark
No bells were ringing
Just a dog's lonely bark;
The building was quiet
Not one little light
Teardrops in Barrington
'O Holy Night.'


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