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 aroundHe leaned with his head on the windowWatching evergreen bend in the snowRemembering Christmas the way it had beenSo many seasons agoCarollers sang as he opened the doorFaces of friends in the crowdAnd all of the shadows of lonely remindersDriven away by the soundWhat sweeter music can we bring,Than a carol for to singThe birth of this our heavenly King?The birth of this our heavenly King?