In the sky the stars are shining,
Bright and fair, bright and fair;
On a manger bed reclining,
See the world’s Redeemer there.
Hear the bells of Heaven ringing,
Hear the hosts of angels singing;
Joyful news to earth they’re bringing,
Of a Savior born;
O’er the hills the dawn is creeping,
While the angels watch are keeping,
O’er the Savior who is sleeping,
On this holy morn.
Kneel before the King of glory,
On this morn, happy morn;
Then repeat to all the story,
Of a wondrous Savior born.
Unto Him who brings salvation,
We will sing, ever sing;
Bear the news to every nation,
Jesus is our Lord and king.