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 wrapped 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 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 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