The Winter Night Was Dark And Still
The winter night was dark and still,
The village lay asleep;
In meadows underneath the hill
The shepherds watched their sheep;
The shepherds watched their sheep, good Lord,
But angels watched o’er Thee,
While Mary held Thee to her heart,
And they sang jubilee.
And now the yule log glows aflame,
And winds without run wild,
We softly speak the blessed name
They gave Thee as a child,
They gave Thee as a child, good Lord;
O winter winds, be still!
O Christmas star, shine down again
On meadow and on hill!
Lord Jesus, look from Heav’n above,
And come, Lord Jesus, here:
To fill our home with Christmas love,
Our hearts with Christmas cheer,
Our hearts with Christmas cheer, good Lord;
And happy may we be,
All lads and maidens in our homes
And sailor boys at sea.
O Mary’s Son, for her sweet sake
All womankind is blest;
We praise Thy name when first we wake,
And when we go to rest;
And when we go to rest, good Lord,
Our nightly thanks are given
For all good mothers-some on earth,
And some with Thine in Heaven.