Beneath the Christmas Sky

400 hundred years of silence Is broken by a cry
A baby is born in Bethlehem-Beneath the Christmas sky.
A child has come into the world-In a cattle trough he lies
And now he sleeps there, silently-Beneath the Christmas sky

The shepherds and the angels-All wonder at the why

That glory should come down like this-our wisdom to defy

He came to pay the price of Sin-Sent from above to die

The prophecy’s fulfilled this night Beneath the Christmas sky

Here he lies in a forlorn stable

Praised by the heavenly hosts

This little babe more than able

To save us to the uttermost

For His goings forth are from of old

He is the Christ that was foretold

And now he has become Emmanuel

God with us, for us, in us to dwell.

The heavens now break forth in Song-Glory to God most High

And angel armies all rejoice-Beneath the Christmas sky

The hope of all the World has dawned-Salvation has drawn nigh

Glory is clothed in human flesh-Beneath the Christmas sky.

Anthony Foster

December 14, 2020