I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. Luke 2:10
Soft white snowflakes, gently falling,
Who has sent thee from the sky?
Down on earth, my sisters, calling,
Bid me leave the clouds on high.
Sweet, soft music, like a flower,
What has brought thy cadence here?
Silver bells within the tower,
Sent me forth the world to cheer.
Star of evening, steadfast gleaming,
Who has placed thy light above?
I keep watch o’er children dreaming;
God has kindled me with love.