One Silent Night
It was a quiet night in 1816
When a young Austrian priest
Joseph Mohr
Went for a walk
Around the village of Oberndorf
In Austria
He looked out over a very quiet
snow-laden town
And the stars glistening
In the frosty heavens above
In his mind’s eye
He saw a beautiful young maiden
Wrapping a newborn babe
In a blanket
In a stable
In the back courtyard
Of an old inn
At the edge of a small town
The young maiden sang the sweetest lullaby
To her young son
He did not understand the words to the song
The young maiden sang
But it was the sweetest melody he had ever heard
He went home and wrote words to the melody
He did not know the words the young maiden sang
But he wrote the words of what he himself
Saw that night
A couple of years later
Franz Zaber Gruber
The choir director
Of Saint Nicholas Church
In Oberndorf
Wrote music to accompany
The words that Father Mohr
Had written to accompany
The melody he heard in his mind
And that Christmas Eve in 1818
At Saint Nicholas Church in Oberndorf
Austrian villagers first heard
The song lyrics and melody
To
Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht
Silent night, holy night.
-A poem written by Christopher
Wednesday December 23rd 2020
The Night Before
Christmas Eve 2020.
monimonikablog said,
December 24, 2020 at 12:48 am
Dear Christopher, wishing you eine stille, heilige Nacht und ein wunderbares Weihnachtsfest. โฅ
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:48 pm
Merry Christmas. ๐
GP Cox said,
December 24, 2020 at 5:28 am
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:49 pm
Merry Christmas. ๐
Anonymole said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:18 am
I will admit, the season’s music would be much diminished without many’s beliefs in a mythical deity and his mythical progeny.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:49 pm
Merry Christmas, Mole. ๐
Seoul Sister said,
December 24, 2020 at 2:01 pm
Very beautiful๐
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:53 pm
Thank you, Judy. ๐
Merry Christmas. ๐โ๐งโ
Hetty Eliot said,
December 24, 2020 at 9:59 pm
The beautiful paradoxes of our faith are not adequately appreciated this time of year.. Divine King born as a helpless baby in a barn that in reality was no better than a cave, born to die a criminal’s humiliating death, in order to bring life..
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 24, 2020 at 10:31 pm
That’s very true, Hetty. โค
Ours is a Faith loaded with paradoxes.
Paul on the Areopagus told the Athenian Greeks that he was going to tell them about the Unknown God who the Greeks had an inscription to.
That Unknown God of whom Paul talked was Christ.
Every late December the world celebrates a bright light.
Some call the Festival Christmas.
Others call the Festival Xmas.
And in High School algebra, X represents the Unknown.
That is ultimately every individual’s choice.
Christ or the Unknown.
Hetty Eliot said,
December 27, 2020 at 5:21 pm
That’s a good way to put it.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 27, 2020 at 9:16 pm
Thank you.
Vivien Ayinotu said,
December 25, 2020 at 4:45 pm
Beautifully written.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 26, 2020 at 3:45 am
Thank you, Vivien. โค
Jessica E. Larsen said,
December 25, 2020 at 6:29 pm
Sweet and beautiful โค Is this based on the actual history of the song or fiction?
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 26, 2020 at 3:46 am
Yes, it’s based on the actual history of the song. โค
Jessica E. Larsen said,
December 26, 2020 at 10:04 am
Oh! Thank you for sharing it ๐ฅฐ
Dracul Van Helsing said,
December 26, 2020 at 1:07 pm
You’re welcome. ๐ฅฐ
Mary Chang Story Writer: Inspiration, Creativity, Self-Empowerment said,
January 15, 2021 at 4:35 pm
Lovely…sorry for the late read, Dracul…I haven’t been as active on WordPress lately.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
January 15, 2021 at 9:02 pm
Thank you, Mary. ๐
Hope the New Year has been treating you well.