I work by starlight.
I sleep in the valley
on cold, lonely nights.
From this moment on,
I'll not be the same,
for a mighty angel
just whispered my name.
The promise is vivid;
the words were quite clear;
"I bring you great tidings,
young lad, do not fear.
In the city of David
at Bethlehem's door,
a Babe in a stable,
ordained Christ the Lord".
I must seek His presence
while angels draw near
to worship this newborn
whom Heaven holds dear.
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