Fernando Ortega Winter Song
Thrushes stir in the trees and hide from the moonlight
High on the stony ridge all is still
The whole world is waiting, silent as the icy stars
A holy winter to cheer our darkened hearts
Jesus, our Lord and King, born in a stable
Rapped in rags, asleep on a bed of straw
Though He is from heaven, still it is enough for Him
He who made the mountains and will come again to reign
(Chorus)
Oh blessed night! Bright angels are singing
For Heaven's Light is lying in a manger bed
Sweet Mary, she kisses His head and sings a lullaby
O boundless mercy of God, beautiful mystery!
The braying donkeys sheep and birds of the air
And shepherds and sages all have come this night
To welcome Him, redeemer of the world
(Chorus)
Oh blessed night! Bright angels are singing
For Heaven's Light is lying in a manger bed
Sweet Mary, she kisses His head and sings a lullaby
