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.
Sleep, sleep,
sleep,
'Tis the eve of
our Saviour's birth.
The night is
peaceful all around you;
Close your eyes,
let sleep surround you.
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.
Dream, dream, dream
Of the joyous day to come.
Although not one of the most-commonly-sung songs at Christmas time, this beautiful lullaby is one of my favourites. It paints a lovely picture of a peaceful Christmas Eve night, with stars watching over a sleeping world and angels watching over a sleeping child. Perhaps the combination of contentment in the moment and anticipation for the coming day is what makes this song so special.
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