That night when in Judean skies the mystic star dispensed it’s light,
A blind man moved within his sleep, and dreamed that he had sight!
That night when shepherds heard the song of hosts angelic choiring near,
A deaf man stirred in slumber’s spell and dreamed that he could hear!
That night when in the cattle stall slept child and mother cheek by jowl,
A cripple turned his twisted limbs, and dreamed that he was whole!
That night when o’er the newborn babe the tender Mary rose to lean,
A loathsome leper smiled in sleep, and dreamed that he was clean!
That night when to the mother’s breast the little King was held secure,
A harlot slept a happy sleep, and dreamed that she was pure!
That night when in the manger lay the Sanctified who came to save
A man moved in the sleep of death, and dreamed there was no grave!
-Susie Best
