Star Over the Stable
Christmas carol with a Renaissance folk feel in a slow, minor-key 3/4: acoustic guitar, harp, flute and soft strings, with a clear solo voice and a small choir. Mysterious and tender, sung in English, about travelers wondering at a newborn in a stable.
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The frost has locked the gate and stile,The north wind bites the hill.We walked across the frozen mile,While all the world was still.Through timber beams a light does seep,Where cattle breathe a heavy air.A tiny babe is fast asleep,With straw caught in his hair.Lowly in the manger laid,What child is this we see?Resting in the winter shade,What child is this we see?No crown of gold sits on his head,No jewels deck his gown.A wooden box his humble bed,Within a quiet town.The shepherds stand with bended knee,Their woolen coats are worn and thin.They travel far this sight to see,To let the wonder in.Lowly in the manger laid,What child is this we see?Resting in the winter shade,What child is this we see?The star above burns white and cold,It tells of ancient things.Of promises from days of old,And long forgotten kings.We leave our burdens at the door,Beside the donkey and the ox.We seek for peace and nothing more,Behind the heavy locks.Lowly in the manger laid,What child is this we see?Resting in the winter shade,What child is this we see?Sleeping soft on clover hay,While the night turns into day.Hush now, let the child sleep.
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