Christmas Poem 2

4 December 2025

Another early Christmas post, on another Christmas poem; we should also add that my musician son, who also builds and oversees my website, set this poem to music!

18 December 2012

Several Christmases ago, while sitting in church and singing carols, it occurred to me that I might try my hand at writing a Christmas Carol. As I sat pondering this possibility, I realized that carols had been written from the perspective of nearly everyone involved: from Mary’s viewpoint to Joseph’s to wise men to shepherds, etc. But the one missing perspective was that of the angels who came to the shepherds to proclaim the child’s birth, and I wondered, what did they think as they were instructed to go down and tell the shepherds. . . . I wrote the following, published in the Stone in the Stream collection:

We Angels Sang

The great night came
the word was given
Father’s only begotten Son
was born in lowly Bethlehem
where he lay in a manger
filled with hay.

He sent us down
we went to the earth
we carried glad tidings
of the miraculous birth
of the Son of God
the Savior of Mankind.

We went to shepherds
in fields above David’s city
told them of the Word
made flesh and sent them
to see for themselves
the newborn babe.

Light went before us
surrounded and filled us
and as we sang our song
of joy our voices
drove back the darkness
and night became day.

The shepherds fell down
awestruck and afraid
we told them not to fear
for our tidings were wondrous
the birth of the Messiah
the Prince of Peace.

“Fear not!” we told them
“we bring you tidings
of great joy; for unto us
is born in the city
of David, a Savior
which is Christ, the Lord.”

We told them where to find
the Son of Man; they left
rejoicing. We sang
praising our Father
voices filled with light
and the night became day.

Wishing all of you a Merry Christmas and all the joy of the season!

P.S. After more than a year of fiddling small progress, we managed to complete Chapter 8 of Book 7!