Music by Lee Holdridge
Words by Mary Huckaby
O joyful children, bring white winter roses
with bright burning candles to welcome the Lord.
O joyful children, bring rings of bright berries
and white winter roses and green holly boughs.
Our hearts were sleeping.
The cold winter storm is gone.
The night is done.
The world is dressed in silver light.
Candles are burning,
bracelets of fire in the snow,
the world aglow,
warming the cirlces of flowers and leaves.
Morning has come.
O joyful children, bring white winter roses
with bright burning candles to welcome the Lord.
O joyful children, bring flowers around Him.
The spring is a-coming,
the sun is arising,
the earth is a-singing.
It's Christmas morn.
Christ is born.
Words by Mary Huckaby
O joyful children, bring white winter roses
with bright burning candles to welcome the Lord.
O joyful children, bring rings of bright berries
and white winter roses and green holly boughs.
Our hearts were sleeping.
The cold winter storm is gone.
The night is done.
The world is dressed in silver light.
Candles are burning,
bracelets of fire in the snow,
the world aglow,
warming the cirlces of flowers and leaves.
Morning has come.
O joyful children, bring white winter roses
with bright burning candles to welcome the Lord.
O joyful children, bring flowers around Him.
The spring is a-coming,
the sun is arising,
the earth is a-singing.
It's Christmas morn.
Christ is born.