Twas the night before Jesus
While the world was slowly turning
The host of Heaven watched a virgin lady
From the universe was chosen
A star so brightly burning
chosen for the perfect little baby
?twas the night before Jesus
And there stirred in all creation
A sense of awe felt to the worlds foundations
And a miriad of angels
Watched in anticipation
and prepared their song of joy and celebration
Glory to God in the Highest
Peace on earth good will to men
With whom the Lord is pleased
On the holy night of Jesus
Our hope was just beginning
For a babe was wrapped in swaddling cloths
For the world and all its sinning
While the world was slowly turning
The host of Heaven watched a virgin lady
From the universe was chosen
A star so brightly burning
chosen for the perfect little baby
?twas the night before Jesus
And there stirred in all creation
A sense of awe felt to the worlds foundations
And a miriad of angels
Watched in anticipation
and prepared their song of joy and celebration
Glory to God in the Highest
Peace on earth good will to men
With whom the Lord is pleased
On the holy night of Jesus
Our hope was just beginning
For a babe was wrapped in swaddling cloths
For the world and all its sinning