There’s a wonderful star in the cold winter sky,
And it shines over Bethlehem town.
It was ne’er seen before, until over the door
Of a stable its glory shone down.
Boys: O, wonderful star, oh wonderful song!
O vision of angels, O vision of angels in light!
Girls: O wonderful King in the cattle shed low!
All: O wonderful night,
O wonderful, wonderful night!
There’s a wonderful vision of angels and light,
And a carol o’er Bethlehem’s hill.
Such a carol as never by mortal was heard,
Till the angel host chanted,
There’s a wonderful Child in a cattle shed low,
Resting here amid oxen and kine;
And the glory of Heaven shines bright on His brow,
For ’tis Jesus, the Infant divine!