[MUSIC - "MARY'S LULLABY"]
Written in the skies above, the coming of a king.
Look for a newborn star and hear the angels sing.
This is a story of how you came to be.
A miraculous journey, just you wait and see, wait and see.
I was blameless but I hid myself away.
When he laid his eyes on me, what would he say?
But in his dreams at night, he saw that I was true.
Leaving Nazareth behind, I knew we'd see it through.
Through the wilderness we journeyed day and night.
Reaching Bethlehem at last, the time was right.
Turned away from every door, nowhere to stay.
In a stable you were born, a king amongst the hay.
Written in the skies above, the coming of a king.
Look for a newborn star and hear the angels sing.
They followed the path to you from darkness to the light.
Wrapped under the heavens, a miracle of the night,
of the night.
Far in an eastern land, the Magi saw your birth.
They sailed the sands to you, the Lord of all the Earth.
This is your story, a mother's lullaby.
Holding you near me, a miracle of the night, of the night.