Deep inside this Christmas Eve Watching as the hours leave Gently drifting in the air Shadows of an angel's share Christmas lights On Christmas nights With peace for every nation Stable scenes And evergreens With snow still glistening Angels grace This humble place With hopes of our salvation Christmas cards And snow filled yards And children wondering Rejoice All awaken Rejoice Quickly hasten Rejoice For the newborn king Rejoice For the vision Rejoice He has given Hear the choirs as they sing Scrooge returns To once more learn That Christmas ghosts conspire To redeem His soul it seems But still he hesitates To believe He's not deceived Until this night inspires Him to find That at this time It never is too late Rejoice All awaken Rejoice Quickly hasten Rejoice For the newborn king Rejoice For the vision Rejoice He has given Hear the choirs as they sing And sing And sing And sing and sing and sing Winter dreams Her endless scenes In endless combinations To embrace This world of faith This world that we now see Every year It returns here With all its variations And as the day It fades away And we once more find that... Once again the promise kept One by one the angels slept So we leave this night in peace And the world in gentle sleep When she finished the last letter From that little stack She put each one in its envelope And carefully put them back Then she sat and thought quite carefully About all she had learned Realizing that her belief in this night Had completely returned For if all these grownups she had read Had in this night believed It could not be possible That they all had been deceived And she marveled how though every letter Was signed with a different name That in the end it seemed that all Their wishes were the same That the light that reached our lives From that distant Christmas star Would make us, if not perfect Then perhaps better than who we are And suddenly she noticed That there was a present there He must have come and left it When she had gone down the stairs Then she realized as for that chimney She needn't have worried after all For Christmas she had found this night Could not be stopped by walls Could not be stopped by distance Could not be stopped by time And if one lived a thousand years It would still be there to find Now some will say that all these gifts Were left by her father or her mother But I for one, will always suspect It could have been another And before she went back down the stairs With her fading candlelight She found some paper and wrote down All that had occurred that night And sometime on some distant night We really can't say when Someone will read that letter And this night will live again And so our story's over And the child returned to bed To dream about this magic night And where it all had led And the Angel who had heard her thoughts About what she had learned Now realized that his job was done And it was time he should return And taking back all he had brought He returned just in time To appear before his Lord And tell him what he had left behind There were two souls reunited On a snow blessed Christmas Eve And sleeping safely in her bed Was the child who still believed And once again the Lord smiled down From his heavenly throne And took the Angel into his heart And whispered, welcome home And may you also hear those words All through your life But may you hear them most of all On every Christmas night Merry Christmas! Post Script And the most magical thing About this night we will now reiterate That no matter where you are in life It never is too late