Saturday, December 24, 2005

Angelsong

Angels drifting, winging, singing...
Music filt'ring through the air...
Silver songs of angels drifting,
Sifting down upon my ear...

Silver threads the angels weave
In thoughts and pretty melodies
To tell of Jesus' birth
On Christmas Eve.

Watch o'er the baby Jesus sleeping...
Rock Him gently to and fro.
Lull Him with your tender singing...
Music 'round the manger flow.

Keep Him warm with melodies
You sing in perfect harmony,.
Let baby Jesus slumber on
In peace.

Think about the baby Jesus,
Think about this baby mild.
Make a place for baby Jesus,
The one on whom the angels smiled.

Light a fire to keep Him warm -
Within your heart His manger form.
Let Him be born within you
Christmas Eve.

"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life."
John 3:16 NKJ

© 2004 Arlene Schwartzkopf