Michael W. Smith

The Darkest Midnight
The darkest midnight in December No snow, nor hail, no winter storm Shall hinder for us to remember The Babe on this night was born With shepherds we are come to see This lovely Infant's glorious charms Born of a maid as the prophets said The God of love in Mary's arms Ye blessed angels join our voices Let your gilded wings beat fluttering o'er While every soul set free rejoices And everyone must adore We'll sing and pray that God as always May our friends and family defend God grant us grace in all our days Merry Christmas and a happy end We'll sing and pray that God always May our friends and family defend God grant us grace in all our days A Merry Christmas and a happy end Aus Songtexte Mania