Christmas Eve

A stable lamp is lighted,
whose glow shall wake the sky
The stars shall bend their voices,
and every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
And straw like gold will shine
A barn shall harbor heaven,
A stall become a shrine

This child through David's city
shall ride in triumph by
The palm shall strew its branches
and every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
Though heavy, dull, and dumb
And lie within the roadway
To pave his kingdom come

Yet he shall be forsaken
And yielded up to die
The sky shall grown and darken
And every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
For stony hearts of men
God's blood upon the spearhead
God's love refused again

But now, as at the ending
The low is lifted high
The stars shall bend their voices
and every stone shall cry
And every stone shall cry
In praises of the Child
By whose descent among us
The worlds are reconciled

- words by Richard Wilbur
-tune I like by Ana Hernandez