These are the two sets of lyrics I like best, I think – and they are very different in mood. See what Jools thinks when this christmas oratorio is over… one I have posted before, but as a pair? I’m not sure I’ve got any more Yule inside to find. My head is whirling with Bells? Angels? Snow? Not allowed trees, presents, Santa Claus, elves, holly or Ivy.
I’ve come back to sheep. You know where you are with sheep.
Is it possible to get Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome from over exposure to Christmas?
Especially in August?
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light..
Follow the star.
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light..
Follow the star.
Come to the crib, Shepherd,
Don’t be afraid.
Here is the child, Shepherd,
Here is the Maid.
Take up thy lamb, Shepherd,
Take up thy lamb.
Cover him warm, Shepherd,
Close as you can..
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light..
Follow the star.
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light..
Follow the star.
He is a child, Shepherd,
Helpless and new,
But when he’s grown, Shepherd
He’ll carry you.
He is a child, Shepherd,
Helpless and new,
But when he’s grown, Shepherd
He’ll carry you.
Yes, He’ll carry you..
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light
Follow the star…
Walk through the waiting night
Through the sleeping fields
To the shining light
Follow the star…
Suns and Moons
Suns and moons and
stars are dancing,
waltzing in the sky.
Birds and songs and
hopes and wishes
flying round on high!
Hear the loud bells!
Hear the carols!
Sing the glory!
Sing the joy!
He is born
this Christmas morning!
Mary’s little boy!
Deer are running
in the forest
Hares leap for
the moon!
Tigers twirling,
Hippos whirling!
Crickets
strum the tune!
Hear the loud bells!
Hear the carols!
Sing the glory!
Sing the joy!
He is born
this Christmas morning!
Mary’s little boy!
Under earth the
worms are turning
Twisting with
the beat!
Moles step out in
velvet waistcoats
Underneath
our feet
Hear the loud bells!
Hear the carols!
Sing the glory!
Sing the joy!
He is born
this Christmas morning!
Mary’s little boy!
All creation
joins the shout of
Universal joy!
He is born
this Christmas morning!
Mary’s little boy!
