Shhhhhhh
Shhhhhhh – the baby sleeps,
Snug in a cradle of hay,
Angels sing of his birth
On the first Christmas Day.
Angel chorus sings aloud,
Announcing this virgin birth,
Shepherds rush to see this babe,
Then bow before the child.
Shhhhhh – the baby sleeps,
Snug in a cradle of hay,
Wise men see his star,
Following from far away.
Bringing gifts of gold and myrrh,
A gift of frankincense too,
Then bow before the sleeping babe,
Whispering – these are all for you.
Shhhhhh – the baby sleeps,
Snug in a cradle of hay,
King of Kings, Lord of Lords,
Born on this Christmas day.
May this season of festivity,
Focus on the Nativity
Where the God of Eternity
Brought salvation to humanity.
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God bless you all my friends,
May this be your best Christmas ever.
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