Sing sweet and low a lullaby, till Angels say, "Amen"
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
While wise men follow through the dark, a star that beckons them

A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
A little child shall lead them, the prophets said of old
Storm and tempest heed them until the bell is tolled

Sing sweet and low your lullaby, till angels say, "Amen"
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem
A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem