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
