Christmas

Tiss the birth of a baby
here I do see…
on a cold stormy night
mighty angels do sing.

Had that cradle been empty
my heart would be lost…
lost in the darkness
by the tempest thus tossed.

But the birth of this child
so gentle, so true
caused gladness in me
my spirit thus flew.

Strait to the arms
of the One who is Love…
Now brought to me
on the wings of a dove.

The angels do gather
to sing praise nite through
the night and the morning child
all due to you.

And nothing was lost,
the whole world was gained,
no child born that evening
empty cradle, no name.

The world would have sorrowed
'stead of joy to proclaim
lost in dark shadows
'stead of light warmpth lived in.

But today we rejoice
that Jesus was borne
and the world filled with hope
no more will we mourn.

Speak Counselor! Sing angels!
Shout all men of faith!
The cradles been filled
It's not empty this day!

Speak Spirit! Shout Angels!
Sing children all o're
For Christ our Savior
this day has been born.

De'Anna West © 12-26-1998