• the stars shine down
    and the voices all sing
    in happiness i'll drown
    at a joyful gathering

    the faces filled with joy
    and a child's first cry
    the shine of the toy
    to play with they'll try

    alone in a manger
    outside is the snow
    newborn is the ranger
    and afar he will go

    on that very night of christmas
    the tears they will flow
    on that very night of christmas
    the angels they will go
    to see the newborn baby
    to christen the little soul

    fine gifts the kings will bring
    to see his shining face
    from door to door doth happiness ring
    for the baby bathed in grace