Voices of Christmas Day by Pastor Parris Bailey
Why do the calves bellow
And the donkeys bray?
The sheep make all a clatter
As if they had something to say.
Even the magi have gone on a journey
And the king’s heart is amiss.
The stars burn of bright and twinkle
Light up the eastern sky with their kiss.
Priestly shepherds tell their story
Of angels erupting the silent night;
With their song of eternal glory
Earth stops and peers into a dirty stable.
Bewildred father, virgin mother shed a tear.
All embrace a King that night when
A baby’s breath comes near.
Please my dearest Holy child
Now my Savior come;
Abide in my little cradle
where my heart will gather thee home.