Somewhere in a winter night the angels begin their flight; dark skies with miles to go,

no footsteps to be lost in snow.

They fly to you. Oh, new-born king, they fly to you.

Oh, angels sing.

One is sorrow, one is peace,

one will com to give you sleep,

one is comfort, one is grief,

one will take the tears you weep.

New star in a midnight sky, in heaven all the angels fly. Soft wings so true, and all things they will give to you. Somewhere in a winter night the angels begin their flight.

Tonight, all sing. Oh angels, a new-born king.

Tonight, all sing. Oh, angels a new born king.