One starry night; one blinding light
One message given long ago
One angel voicing; one host rejoicing
One revelation that shepherds were first to know
In the night air cold; good tidings told
Ringing from the realms of Heaven
What wondrous story; from eternal glory
A gift to sinners freely given
One stable stall; one baby small
One mother watching as He lay
One manager bed; one little head
One redeemer for sinners sleeping on the hay
But though just born; the sun of morn
Arose each day at His will
And the moon of night; give her light
For it was the Son of God lying quiet and still
One so young; one life begun
One hope He gives to mankind
One cross for Him; one death so grim
One way to Calvary always on His mind
He became the least; in the home of beast
His throne exchanged for bed of straw
Jesus His name; and when the shepherds came
It was the King of kings who they saw
One I Am; one sacrificial Lamb
One mediator between God and man
One to know; one way to go
One door to Heaven in salvation’s plan
From God in Heaven; this gift was given
He offers to you His precious Son
Wrapping paper on the floor; gifts galore
Yet you have nothing if you have not this One