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In the year 2000, I was asked to write a nativity play for the children of our church in Nicosia, Cyprus. There was a main narrator who read in between the acting parts, and children who narrated in rhyme. I've only shared the poetry part of the play. If you want the full copy, soup mail me. Hope you enjoy it. :) You can read it on Christmas Eve. This is my present to you all...with love.
The Story of the Nativity in Rhyme
The night was cold, the journey long
The stars were shining bright,
As Joseph and Mary neared Bethlehem
On that wondrous night
The small town lights guided them
The rest of the weary way,
Joseph pondered in his heart
If they’d find a place to stay
Mary, weary from the road,
Needed to rest a while
Thoughts of baby soon to come,
Bought to her face a smile
Donkey plodded on and on,
His head was hanging low
Wherever his master led him
He would gladly go
Though travelers searched everywhere,
No room could be found
Bethlehem was a busy place
With strange sights and sounds
Joseph came to the last inn,
And prayed he’d find a place
He didn’t like the tired look
He saw on Mary’s face
The innkeeper shook his head,
And nearly closed the door,
There just wasn’t any place
To take one traveler more
On a nearby silent hill, shepherds
Kept watch all night long
When suddenly they came to hear
A glorious angel song
Then they all fell to the ground
As angles hovered near
They hid their faces for their hearts,
Were filled with awful fear
So that night in manger poor,
They welcomed the new King
Little knowing as they bowed,
The hope and joy He’d bring
And then much to Mary’s surprise
There came from distant land,
Three wise men to see her son,
Each with a gift in hand
At his tiny feet were laid
Myrrh, frankincense and gold
The manger was filled on that night
With peace and joy untold
What can YOU give to show your love
To the King of Kings tonight?
What do you think will bring Him joy
And bring to Him delight?
Does Jesus want a precious gift,
Of beauty and wealth untold?
Do you think it’ll make Him glad
To receive your gift of gold?
There IS something that is dear,
For the greatest gift, you see
Is when with love you say to Him
"Jesus, Take all of me"
Christmas Nativity Play
Written by Eileen Manassian Ghali
Nicosia, Cyprus
Please check out my latest blog. I also have links to two lovely songs that will bring your heart joy during this season. God bless! :)
Year: 2,000
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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