The Glenn Beck Program - For a Night, We Were Human | The Christmas Truce

Dec. 22, 2025 - The Glenn Beck Program

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For a Night, We Were Human | The Christmas Truce

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The Christmas Truce of 1914 saw a lone Bavarian rifleman meet a Scot in no man's land, trading cigarettes and candles near the roofless Cummins monastery while singing Silent Night. This fragile peace, sparked by one brave voice on Christmas morning, allowed enemies to briefly remember their shared humanity before dawn orders resumed firing on the 26th. Ultimately, history remembers the guns that silenced this moment, yet heaven recalls the sight of soldiers laying down weapons near a Christmas tree, proving that even in war, brief flashes of compassion can pierce the darkness. [Automatically generated summary]
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Just for a Night 00:04:44
	Somewhere on the Lees River In the frost of 14 A weary German officer writes home of what he's seen
	gifts from home at midnight Gingerbread and woolen thread But artillery still thundered As he counted up the dead And just past Christmas morning Through the smoke and winter grave
	A Bavarian raised a pine tree Like a lantern of hope in the haze And across the broken silence Came a shout from Scottish men Kilted Highlanders, he wrote, wishing us Christmas once again.
	Just for a night We remember we're human for a night A lone Bavarian rifleman Crawled out through the wire Met a scot with cigarettes
	Where the mud met the fire Soon the trenches empty Men shook hands in no man's land Candles traded for cigars As they helped each other stand
	Hand said war was suspended The peace of Christmas had come Even officers exchanging words About daughters, gifts, and home And in the ruins of Cummins A monastery without a roof
	They sang silent night together A fragile holy proof Who knows how peace begins Maybe one brave voice Maybe one small light on Christmas morning even enemy Can remember they're human for a night
	Just for a night We remember we're human for a night But at dawn on the 26th The guns began again Window panes rattled he wrote As command reclaimed the men
	He confessed to his dear Edith We'll be hard to shoot them now But orders are orders in wartime Even when your heart says no
	Not after this not now Who knows how peace begins Maybe one brave voice Maybe one small light Of the very end with a Christmas tree A Scott's stepping out from a fight And history remembers the guns But heaven recalls the sight When soldiers laid their weapons down

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Just for a Night 00:04:44

Somewhere on the Lees River In the frost of 14 A weary German officer writes home of what he's seen

gifts from home at midnight Gingerbread and woolen thread But artillery still thundered As he counted up the dead And just past Christmas morning Through the smoke and winter grave

A Bavarian raised a pine tree Like a lantern of hope in the haze And across the broken silence Came a shout from Scottish men Kilted Highlanders, he wrote, wishing us Christmas once again.

Just for a night We remember we're human for a night A lone Bavarian rifleman Crawled out through the wire Met a scot with cigarettes

Where the mud met the fire Soon the trenches empty Men shook hands in no man's land Candles traded for cigars As they helped each other stand

Hand said war was suspended The peace of Christmas had come Even officers exchanging words About daughters, gifts, and home And in the ruins of Cummins A monastery without a roof

They sang silent night together A fragile holy proof Who knows how peace begins Maybe one brave voice Maybe one small light on Christmas morning even enemy Can remember they're human for a night

Just for a night We remember we're human for a night But at dawn on the 26th The guns began again Window panes rattled he wrote As command reclaimed the men

He confessed to his dear Edith We'll be hard to shoot them now But orders are orders in wartime Even when your heart says no

Not after this not now Who knows how peace begins Maybe one brave voice Maybe one small light Of the very end with a Christmas tree A Scott's stepping out from a fight And history remembers the guns But heaven recalls the sight When soldiers laid their weapons down