Letras

In this most joyful night
The small birds greet light
A new daybreak is bringing
A light more dazzling far
Than any sun or star
They proclaim with sweetest singing.
The eagle, king of skies,
Through heaven swiftly flies
And cries out the glad story:
‘This Jesus, born today,
Our sin hath swept away
Now he brings us to his glory.’
The partridge sings these words
To all the other birds
On stable roof assembling:
‘My nest in here I’ll build,
So I can see the Child
In his mother’s arms trembling.’
Written by: James Woodhouse
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