What sweeter music can we bringThan a carol, for to singThe birth of this our heavenly King?Awake the voice! Awake the string!When children would reach for their stockingsAnd open the presents they foundThe lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyesReflecting the love all aroundShe leaned with her head on the windowWatching evergreen bend in the snowRemembering Christmas the way it had beenSo many seasons agoThis year there's no one to open the giftsNo reason for trimming the treeAnd just as a tear made it's way to the floorShe heard voices outside start to singWhat sweeter music can we bring,Than a carol for to singThe birth of this our heavenly King?Awake the voice! Awake the string!Carolers sang as he opened the doorFaces of friends in the crowdAnd all of the shadows of lonely remindersDriven away by the soundNow the heart that for years had been silentWas suddenly filled with the new KingAs she clung to their hands like a child in the nightShe found herself this revellingWhat sweeter music can we bring,Than a carol for to singThe birth of this our heavenly King?The birth of this our heavenly King?