It was not a silent night,
there was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
in the alleyway that night
on the streets of David's town
And the stable was not clean
and the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace
with tears upon her face
had no mother's hand to hold

It was a labor of pain,
it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
with every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love

Noble Joseph by her side,
callused hands and weary eyes
No midwives to be found
on the streets of David's town
in the middle of the night
So he held her and he prayed,
shafts of moonlight on his face
But the baby in her womb,
he was the maker of the moon
He was the Author of the Faith
that could make the mountains move

It was a labor of pain,
it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
with every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love

For little Mary full of grace,
with tears on her face
It was a labor of love

It was not a silent night,
on the streets of David's town

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