175. The wondrous story

Once upon a winter night
earth was bathed in radiant light.
There amid the wind and cold
a wondrous story first was told.

The snow lay on the ground,
a star shone bright
when Christ our Lord was born
on Christmas night.

Upon a bed of straw in stable bare
the baby lay asleep so pure and fair.
Venite adoremus Dominum.
O come let us adore God’s own true Son.

Winter winds blew fierce and cold
as the story did unfold.
Gently, at the baby’s side,
His mother sang a lullaby.

The snow lay on the ground,
the air grew still
as shepherds kept their watch
on distant hills.

Then in the sky above
they saw a light
and heard the angels sing
that Christmas night.

Venite adoremus Dominum
O come let us adore God’s own true Son