Nativity (The Story of Christmas)

Silent night, oh I, is calm, oh is bright. And it came to pass that nearly 2,000 years ago in the town of Nazareth in Galilee, that wrote a younger old named Mary.

One out of all the world, she was chosen to have an experience that had been foretold by the prophets, an experience for which she has been worshipped ever since. One day in Nazareth, an angel came in on her and said, The Lord is with thee, blessed are thou among women.

And once he saw the angel, she was troubled at his saying, He wanted in her mind what manner of salutation this should be, and the angel said unto her, Fear not, Mary, for thou hast called Peter with God, and behold, thou shalt bring forth the Son and shalt call his name Jesus.

He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the highest, and the Lord God shall He gave unto him the throne of his father David. And he shall reign over the house of Jacob forever.

And of his kingdom, there shall be no end. At this time Mary was espoused to Joseph, a carpenter, and a just man. And it came to pass in those days that they went out of decree from Caesar Augustus, Emperor of Rome that everyone should be taxed, each in his own city.

And so it was that Joseph went out of Nazareth and took Mary to his home city, the little town of Bethlehem. O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie, Of our mighty pandriest silent stars go by.

Yet in my dark street shine, the everlasting light, The hopes and feels of all the love. The little town of Bethlehem was crowded with travelers, as Mary and Joseph arrived, For it is written that there was no room for them in the inn, and she brought forth her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling clothes,