Little children, can you tell, Do you know the story well, Every girl and every boy, Why the angels sing for joy, On the Christmas morning. Yes, we know the story well; Listen now, and hear us tell Every girl and every boy, Why the angels sing for joy, On the Christmas morning. Shepherds sat upon the ground, Fleecy flocks were scattered round, When a brightness filled the sky, And a song was heard on high On the Christmas morning. ???Joy and peace!??? the angels sang; Far the pleasant echoes rang; ???Peace on earth, to men good-will???; Hark! the angels sing it still On the Christmas morning. For a little Babe that day Cradled in a manger lay, Born on earth our Lord to be; This the wondering angels see On the Christmas morning. Joy our little hearts shall fill, Peace and love, and all good-will; This fair Babe of Bethlehem Children loves, and blesses them On the Christmas morning.