'Twas the Night before Jesus came and all through the house not a 
Creature was praying, not one in the house.  Their Bibles were
Lain on the shelf without care, in hopes that JESUS would not come 
There.


The children were dressing to crawl into bed, not once ever
Kneeling or bowing a head.  Mom  in her rocker with the baby on
Her lap was watching the late show while I took a nap.


When what to my wondering eyes sould appeared but angels
Proclaiming that JESUS was here!!  With a light like the sun sending
Forth a bright ray I knew in a moment this must be the day!!


The light of his face made me cover my head, it was JESUS returning 
Just like he said!  And though I possed worldly wisdom and wealth 
I cried when I saw him in spite of myself.


In the book of LIFE wich he held in his hands was written the name 
Of every saved man.  He spoke not a word as he searched for my name
When he said "It's not here" my head hung in shame.


The people whoose names had been written with love, he gathered to 
Take to his FATHER above.  With those who were ready he rose with 
A shout!!  While all the rest were left lying about.


I fell to my knees, but it was too late!  I had waited too long and 
Thus sealed my fate.  I cried and then died as they rose out of sight:
Oh, if only I had been ready tonight!


In the words of this poem the meaning is clear: The coming of JESUS 
Is drawing near!!  There's only one life and when comes the last call, 
We'll find that the Bible was true after all!!