Lyrics The Darkest Midnight in December - David Arkenstone feat. Charlee Brooks

1)
The darkest midnight in December,
No snow, no hail, nor winter storm,
Shall hinder us to remember,
The Babe that on this night was born.

2)
'Twas but pure love that from above
Brought Him to save us from all harms
So let us sing and welcome Him,
The God of Love in Mary's arms.

3)
No earthly gifts can we present Him,
No gold nor myrrh nor odours sweet.
But if with our hearts we can content Him
We humbly lay them at his feet.

4)
With shepherds we are come to see,
This lovely Infants glorious charms,
Born of a maid as prophets said,
The God of love in Mary's arms.