The night was dark and stor­my,
It was the win­ter wild;
But in a hum­ble sta­ble
There lay a ho­ly child.
And wise men from afar
Came jour­ney­ing to wor­ship
Led by a won­drous star.

And in the fields the shep­herds
Were watch­ing thro’ the night,
When sud­den­ly around them
There shone a ra­di­ance bright
As though it were the dawn;
And an­gels sang to­ge­ther
That Je­sus Christ was born.

And Je­sus brought glad tid­ings
To all the sons of men—
In ev­ery child for­ev­er
God’s love is born again.
So on this Christ­mas morn
In ev­ery heart that loves Him
The dear Christ child is born.