One Silent Night

One Silent Night Demo Recording

 

 

 

 

The Christmas Story

Poem By Alex Watson

 

A broken world waited for a promise unmet,

Centuries past, and most would forget,

 

But one who was faithful, a virgin unwed

Would soon bear the gift, the angel had said

 

Doubts would arise, skeptics and lies

“God, may I be faithful,” she silently cries.

 

The world could not see and may (n)ever believe,

That a Savior be born, that a virgin conceive.

 

Then one “silent night” the time had drawn near,

The mother then knew, He soon would be here.

 

A rush to find solace, a warm bed for her rest.

But God knew exactly what would come next.

 

The Savior so humble has no need for a bed,

But in the cool of the night, lies a manger ahead.

 

While the world was at rest except shepherds in fields,

Angels descended for a promise fulfilled.

 

And all in one moment, God gave us His Son,

To rescue the broken, the hurting, the one.