Diamond
bright
On
a night long ago diamond bright were the heavens still
the
world with waiting silent for so long.
Then
at last came that moment when the world changed forever,
we
see that precious baby and know that we are touched by the angel’s song.
Far
away in the east on that cold winter evening;
mighty
kings were waiting, watching from a far,
Setting
out on their journey who could ever believe it?
We
see that lowly stable,
and
know that we are touched by that same bright star.
It’s
the same old story we tell each year,
tales
of shepherds and of kings :
the
same old story we like to hear again and again ,
the
joy that it brings.
In
the voice of a child
in
the smile of a stranger
in
a perfect snowflake
or
a grain of sand
In
the cry of a baby
we
remember that story
we
see our world with wonder
and
know that we are touched by the angel's hand
Words
and Music by Lin Marsh
Thanks for taking the time to discuss this, I feel strongly about it and love learning more on this topic. koktale
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