The Winds Were Wailing

The winds were wail­ing o’er the wold

The frost­ed earth lay white;

The stars were spark­ling keen and cold

All in the wint­ry night;

When lo! the heav­ens blazed as gold

And all was ra­di­ant light.

Noël! No­ël! the Babe is born

In Beth­le­hem this day.

The shep­herds were crouch­ing o’er the fire

On pipes of straw did play;

When lo! broke forth the an­gel choir

And night was turned to day.

The heav’ns re­joice! Let earth ad­mire

The tid­ings they did say.

For un­to us a child is born

A king of Da­vid’s race

With peace to ev­ery hearth and home

And men in ev­ery place;

For Sa­tan’s cru­el reign is done

Begun the reign of grace.

United

ye Christ­ian peo­ple all

In hymns of ho­ly mirth;

Bring voice of praise

and sup­pli­ant call

Emmanuel on earth!

Behold the man­ger

pros­trate fall

And hail the heav’n­ly birth.