The Wonder Song

For Christmas my love gave me a stocking sewn of sack cloth hung on a nail

The simplest gift warm by the fire best of a kindness least prevailed

Will my love fill it with silver? Will my love fill it with gold?

or will my love just fill it with wonder for the humble prince born to this world

I walked a path on down to the river well into midnight on a Christmas eve

to hear the beasts and birds of the forest telling the story of the star in the east

The brightest star in one true sky, the simplest gift one cold night

Will that night just fill me with wonder for the humble prince born to this world

We gather round the tree in the morning strung with berries and popped corn from the fields

It gave itself from over on the mountain to bring us joy and hallow the meal

WHat if this tree that's gathered us together, what if this tree withstood the storm

What if this joy that don't leave no wanting and fills us with wonder on this Christmas morn

Well my love, I don't need silver

Well my love, I don't need gold

For my love I'm filled with the wonder for the humble prince born to this world

For my girl I'm filled with the wonder, filled with the wonder, filled with the wonder, filled with the wonder

on this Christmas morn.