Come down to the manger See the little stranger Wrapped in swaddling clothes the Prince of Peace Wheels start turning Torches start burning And behold the wisemen journey from the east
How a little baby boy Could bring the people so much joy Son of a carpenter Mary carried the light This must be Christmas, must be tonight
A shepherd on a hillside Where over my flock I abide On a cold winter night a band of angels sing In a dream I heard a voice Say fear not, come rejoice It is the end of the beginning, praise the newborn King
How a little baby boy ... Saw it with my own eyes Written up in the sky But why a lowly herdsman such as I But then it came to past He was born at last Right below the start that shines on high
