Sing sweet and low your lullaby
till angels say, "Amen."
A mother tonight is rocking
a cradle in Bethlehem
while wise men follow through the dark
a star that beckons them.
A mother tonight is rocking
a cradle in Bethlehem.
"A little will shall lead them," the
prophets said of old.
In tempest storms he leads men
far as the bells is tolled.
Sing sweet and low your lullaby
till angels say, "Amen."
A mother tonight is rocking
a cradle in Bethlehem
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
A mother tonight is rocking her baby in Bethlehem
