what sweeter music can we bring than a carol for to sing the birth of this our heavenly king awake the voice awake the string when children would reach for their stockings and open the presents they found the lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes reflecting the love all around he leaned with his head on the window watching evergreen bend in the snow remembering christmas the way it had been so many seasons ago this year there s no one to open the gifts no reason for trimming the tree and just as a tear made it s way to the floor he heard voices outside start to sing what sweeter music can we bring than a carol for to sing the birth of this our heavenly king awake the voice awake the string carolers sang as he opened the door faces of friends in the crowd and all of the shadows of lonely reminders driven away by the sound now the heart that for years had been silent was suddenly filled with the new king as he clung to their hands like a child in the night he found himself this revelling what sweeter music can we bring than a carol for to sing the birth of this our heavenly king the birth of this our heavenly king 