The First to Praise!

It was a cloudless night

The stars were shining bright

The shepherds wared by fire for their survival

When suddenly appeared


Announcing words of cheer

An angel who bespoke of Christ’s arrival


The shepherds were afraid

The night had turned to day

From the host of angels singing in the choir

Peace on earth, good will to man

Was the song the angles sang

Go and find the child who’s lying in a manger


The shepherds went with haste

To the place the angels said

And they knelt down when they saw the little babe

They worshipped Him that day

As the firsit to give Him praise

And now all of us join in and lift His name






In response to the daily prompt Bespoke

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