Where is his home, wher is his cradle
Why has his mother no place to sleep
Here is my cloak, make her a pillow
Soft with the warm wool of my sheep

Who made the star up in the heavens
Break through the night, wake from their dreaming
Shepherds afar, to Bethlehem driven
Wrapped in the light and glorious singing

Angels come down, tell of a Savior
Wonderful sounds ring at his birth
We take our flutes, cymbals and tambourines
Join with the choir, heaven and earth.

Peace to this boy, sleep little stranger
There will be joy, and there will come sorrow
But through this night rest in your manger
Make us your home, until tomorrow

Come lay your souls now at this stable
No dilded robes here, where he is laid
King of the world, Power of the Heavens
Comes to the earth, comes as a babe

Alleluia, Oh Alleluia
Here with these shepherds, here He is laid
King of the world, Power of the Heavens
Comes to the earth, comes as a babe.