The Darkest Midnight
The darkest midnight in December
No snow nor hail nor winter storm
Shall hinder for us to remember
The babe that on this night was born
With shepherds, we are come to see
This lovely Infant's glorious charms
Born of a Maid, as the prophet said
The God of love in Mary's arms
Have you not heard the sacred story
How man was made those seats to fill
Which fallen Angels lost in glory
Through their presumption, pride, and will
They thought us mean for to obtain
Such glorious seats and crowns in heaven
So through a cheat they got Eve to eat
The fruit to be avenged on Man
Ye blessed Angels join our voices
Let your gilded wings beat fluttering o'er
While every soul set free rejoices
And everyone now must adore.
We'll sing and pray that He always may
Good people one and all defend
God grant us grace in all our days
A merry Christmas and a happy New Year
