[Verse 1]
Children are singing in the streets
Christmas carols and holiday treats
Bells are ringing all around
Snow is falling on the ground

[Verse 2]
Everyone around is happy with glee
The surrounding merriment captures me
I feel so free, so young again
A youthful spirit is alive within

[Verse 3]
How nice it is to feel this way
If only just for one short winter day
God blesses our children more than they know
One must grow old to see it show

[Chorus]
Oh, sing of His love, let the heavens rejoice,
With every sweet carol, we lift up our voice.
His glory shines bright in each child’s happy face,
A gift of His wonder, His mercy, His grace.

[Verse 4]
Some men doubt from whence they come
And treasure not the final sum
They take for granted the joy of childhood
Never questioning “how it could?”

[Verse 5]
How it could be that the sun is so bright
Bathing our earth with its beautiful light
How it could be that cuts always heal
How it is that we feel what we feel

[Verse 6]
Or how could it be that night turns to day
And goes on happening in the same old way
Or how do birds know when to fly south for winter
Shuffling and rotating each to the center

[Chorus]
Oh, sing of His love, let the heavens rejoice,
With every sweet carol, we lift up our voice.
His glory shines bright in each child’s happy face,
A gift of His wonder, His mercy, His grace.

[Verse 7]
How could it be that some don’t believe in God
When proof surrounds us like a very dense fog
Just look at these children so alive and so gay
And you’ll know that they come by no other way

[Verse 8]
For it’s only by God that they sing out with cheer
And bring us all happiness year after year
Oh blessed be children, may we have them forever
And may doubts about God, enter us never.

[Chorus]
Oh, sing of His love, let the heavens rejoice,
With every sweet carol, we lift up our voice.
His glory shines bright in each child’s happy face,
A gift of His wonder, His mercy, His grace.

[Outro]
So let us hold fast to this joy that we share,
With children and carols, His love everywhere.
Forever we’ll praise Him, through winter’s soft glow,
For God’s endless blessings, in our hearts they will grow.

Copyright September 30, 2025, by Stephen Craig Whitley – All Rights Reserved