NO ROOM AT THE INN
There was no room at the inn,
For the Savior that day,
Just a smelly, old manger,
Filled with some hay.
Just a dusty, old place,
Where animals bed down at night,
But a star watched over the place,
Shining so bright.
As shepherds in the fields,
Watched over their sheep.
A miracle occurred,
While the world lay asleep.
Make room at your house,
Right from the start,
As you celebrate Christmas,
Keep Christ in your heart!
Freda Fullerton
December 23, 2012
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