Songs Of Victory

 

Still, Still, Still

Still, still, still
One can hear the falling snow.
For all is hushed,
The world is sleeping,
Holy Star its vigil keeping.
Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow.
Still, still, still,
One can hear the falling snow

In the bright sky

The angels are singing

Christ is born

The message they're bringing

Still, still, still,

One can hear the falling snow.

Still, still, still,

In a manger soft and low

Lies the gift of heaven's giving

Sweet babe of bethlehem is living

Still, still, still,

In a manger soft and low

Sleep, sleep, sleep,
'Tis the eve of our Saviour's birth.
The angels are guarding

Without number,
Close your eyes,
And sweetly slumber

Sleep, Sleep, sleep

Tis the eve

Of our Saviour's birth.

  
Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.
While guardian angels without number
Watch you as you sweetly slumber.
Dream, dream, dream,
Of the joyous day to come.