A couple of strangers, knocked at my door that silent night. They couldn’t get a room in the inns, because all the inns were full with people coming from all over the region. The woman was pregnant. The man seemed exhausted. However, somehow I could see light shining in their faces.
“We were wondering,” the man said, “if you could spare us a room?”
Man, my house was small. I only had a bedroom for myself and my only son. I had some space in the barn if they did not mind.
And the couple did not mind. So after some cleaning, I let them in. It was a cold windy night. And I was relieved that they could rest from what seemed to have been a lengthy journey.
“I do not have much, but please try to get some rest. Maybe tomorrow we can find a better place for you?” That was all I could say to them. They just smiled. Somehow there was heavenly peace in their smile.
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
‘Round yon virgin Mother and Child
Holy infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sam-el ladh
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