The night was dark, the wind was cold,
Our well of hope was dry
When He the Mighty Spirit came
From far beyond the sky.
We woke, and light was everywhere,
And holy music filled the air:

Refrain:
Gloria!
Gloria!
Lift up your hearts,
For the King of Love is come.

We entered in a stable dark,
And there upon some hay,
Surrounded by the animals,
The Great Creator lay.
I saw no glowing seraphim,
But in my heart I heard the hymn:

Come kneel with us, you humble ones;
O come from every land.
He gives Himself to lowly hearts
And rough and rugged hands.
The journey here is never far,
For God has come to where we are.

Words by Ken Bible, inspired by a native American (Huron) carol
Music: French Carol Melody; arr. by Ken Bible
© 2000 by LNWhymns.com. CCLI Song #3309999.