The stars shine bright
The moon’s aglow
The sheep bleat baa
The cattle low
The camels rest
The birds are still
All is quiet
Upon the hill
A brightness floods
The skies above
As we received
God’s gift of love !
The stars shine bright
The moon’s aglow
The sheep bleat baa
The cattle low
The camels rest
The birds are still
All is quiet
Upon the hill
A brightness floods
The skies above
As we received
God’s gift of love !
I hear the songs of angels clear
Their phrases falling on my ear
All through the day into the night
Their voices raised so clear and bright
The promise of great joy to come
Inviting all not only some.
I’d like to stand in that long line
With wishes that we’ll turn out fine
I pray I have the strength to wait
And beg of God I’m not too late !