Once in the long ago cold was the night;
high in the heav’ns above shone a great light.
Shepherds among their sheep look’d up in fear;
angelic voices sang Jesus is near.
Nearby in Bethlehem, Jesus was born;
His cot a cattle-stall, Mary forlorn –
but to His manger bed came wise men three,
Kneeling before the King men could not see.
Christmas is here again, earth’s praises ring:
Have we a gift for Him – what shall we bring?
Love was His gift to us – for love he died:
Love we will give to Him this Christmastide.