On this night, most holy, in
circumstance lowly,
Unfolded the story which prophets
foretold.
Though heav’ns could not hold Him,
Mary’s arms enfold Him,
Holding to her bosom this Child Who is
God!
The virgin is nursing this wondrous
infant King—
The Word that was made flesh to end our
despair.
While angels adore Him, shepherds kneel
before Him
And kings from the east follow after
His star.
To Bethlehem hasten! See
Jesus awaken!
The stable is glowing with this Light
of lights!
Come hear the great story of God’s
crowning glory:
The Savior Incarnate—God with us
unites.
Now church bells are ringing and
Christians are singing
While off’ring their gifts in devotion
and love.
Your people are waiting and
anticipating
The day You return from the heavens
above.
