Your Holiday Song

Gather round girls and boys,

It's time to make your joyful noise

Some feel it in the feast after the fast,

Or the oil lamps everlasting,

Or the Solstice in the wild,

or the birth of a baby child.

R: It's your holiday song

No one more true or right or wrong

When our faith calls our name

Someone else's does the same

Hallelujah! Thank you.

So gather round girls and boys

It's time to raise your lowly noise

Some feel it in the drum, in the snare

or the silence of their prayer

or the church bells on the hill

or the harmony of goodwill

R:

For every voice lifted in song

The sacred place we all belong

A chance to heal a broken world

with every voice in every song

of every boy and every girl!

R: