Darkness fell o'er Bethlehem at last
And hastened weary travelers to their rest
The empty streets all silent,
All silent was the night
All silent 'neath the star of stars aglow with heaven's light
Then Mary sang her lullaby of love
And cradled in her arms the Holy Child
In that poor and lowly place
Hallowed by his grace
'twas a lullaby to comfort all the world
Darkness fell o'er shepherds in the fields
Till heaven's joyful tidings were revealed
The angels' song of glory
Re-echoed o'er the plains
While in a stable, soft and low, a sweeter song remained
For Mary sang her lullaby of love
And cradled in her arms the Holy Child
In that poor and lowly place
Hallowed by his grace
'twas a lullaby to comfort all the world
When darkness falls and night besets my soul
Her gentle song still sings of brighter hope
Above the voice of sorrow
Beyond all bitter tears
Echoes of that lullaby linger through the years
When Mary sang her lullaby of love
And cradled in her arms the Holy Child
In that poor and lowly place
Hallowed by his grace
'twas a lullaby to comfort all the world
