On a starry winter night
With the frost just sweet and tender
In a little town called Nazareth
Is where it all began
To me, a mere little virgin
Said the angels in a dream
Shall soon conceive a baby
The hold one, call thee ‘Jesus’
My ‘best half’ to be of a carpenter
In shock, awoke these words.
And to the sk** of my carpenter
Inscribed into his heart
For he shall take me to be his won
And the baby for the world.
On a donkey, yet so simple
I rode all night and day
Never knew the one I had carried
The redeemer, the world awaits.
In pain, we searched for a cradle
In despair, the angels led us as we troddled
To a place more cozy than that cradle
Gave birth in the warmth of a stable.
Into his eyes, I looked and saw
This tale of mine, of a life unknown
It's purpose, pain and anguish
All vanished in a bliss
This tale of mine is now a tale of yours
Of the birth of my little baby
With hearts all are filled with love, warmth and care
The world awaits this Christmas tale.