Sing sweet and low your lullaby
Till angels say, "amen."
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
"A little child shall lead them," the prophets said of old
In storm and tempest keep them until the bells is tolled
"a little child shall lead them," the prophets said of old
Till the bells is tolled
Wise men follow through the dark a star that beckons them
A mother tonight
Is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
"a little child shall lead them," the prophets said of old
In storm and tempest keep them until the bells is tolled
"a little child shall lead them," the prophets said of old
Till the bells is tolled
Sing sweet and low your lullaby
Till angels say, "amen."
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem