Songs of merriment croon upon a white, snowy night
’Tis bells golden, singing an alluring ballad pure
A sacred catalyst and Yule whimsy ignite
A stiring of evergreens’ fulfillment brightens as their feathering firs softly sway in frosty breezes
Sustenance rises on love’s delicate hope
A verdant ivy ever grows vibrant
Wonderment blooms sweetest scents of sugar plumed dreams promenading
A holly berry glistens, tinged a crimson blood
A princess pine's aroma fills prolonging winds on loving tides
Jack Frost gleams a spirit wreathed in freshness and heavenly delight, chilling my bones
Frankincense and Myrrh gently warm
An eastern star, luminescent, burns and dazzles
’Tis a King’s Night as pageantries of Choiring Angels, in homonious unison, fill peaceful skies
For this night we celebrate, a holy sublimity born