Christmas Eve: 'And There Was No Room for Them in the Inn'
by Arthur Melville |
How much different would things have been,
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If maybe there had been room at the inn?
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No hay, no manger, no beasts, no stall.
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Rather, plenty of beds and blankets for all.
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Not a proprietor in his right mind
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Would allow all those shepherds, the filthiest kind,
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To enter the doors of his establishment,
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Not even the ones, who by angels were sent!
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And the star overhead, no matter the beam,
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Through walls made of mud, would not have been seen.
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No bleating of lamb, no cooing of bird.
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Would songs of the angels have even been heard?
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Maybe the kings would have been turned away.
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Foreigners weren't welcome in that place or that day. |
Don't blame the innkeepers doing their jobs.
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How could they know it was the Son of God?
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Like the rest of his life, it was part of the plan.
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A humble birth, a humble man.
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Yes, it happened as it should have been,
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No place to stay. No room in the inn.
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LUKE 2:7
There was no room for them in the inn.
Beautiful poem...........
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