Wednesday, December 07, 2016

Busy, Busy innkeeper

This is a story I wrote several years ago. It appeared in Clubhouse Jr.


    Busy, busy innkeeper,
Bustling all around,
Long ago in Bethlehem,
Best hotel in town.

     Time to count the people soon,
      Everyone must come.
      Hurried, hungry, tired, sad
      Those are only some.

      First, he thought, I'll air the rooms.
      Then I'll sweep each floor.
      Next I'll make up every bed,
      Time to do some more.

      Hurry, scurry, shake the rug
       Swish-swish, goes the broom
      Look at all those people come
      They will fill each room.

      Come into my nice clean inn
      You who journeyed far,
      Come and rest, lay down your head
      Where the best rooms are.
 
     What a journey you have had,
      Coming down the road,
      Walking, riding, tired, hot
      Some with quite a load.

      People crowding all my rooms.
      People on the floor.
      People people everywhere.
      Can't hold any more.

      Donkey plods into the town           
      Here he comes clip clop
      Bearing weary girl with child
      At the inn they stop.

      Every corner jammed so full.
     No room to be seen
     Wait, the stable is out back.
     Warm and snug and clean.

       Pitch me down some fresh new straw  
       Spread it on the floor
       Go and  get some soft clean cloths
       Close the stable door.
           
        Need a warm bed for the babe
        Now he's on the way
        Empty out this feeding trough
        Fill it up with hay.

         Gentle Bessie's quiet here,
         Just a moo, moo, moo
          Hope the rooster doesn't crow
          Cock a doodle doo.

        Find a special baby here
        Draw near now to see
        King of kings and Lord of all
        Born for you and me.

        I’m so very busy but
       Also glad to see
       Christ the holy Lamb of God
       Born for you and me.
 
      And she gave birth to her firstborn, a son.          
      She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger,

      because there was no room for them in the inn. Luke 2:7

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