Still, Still, Still

Still, Still, Still
One Can hear the falling snow
For all is hushed,
The World Is Sleeping
Holy Star its vigil keeping.
Still, Still, Still
One can hear the falling snow,

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep
�Tis the eve of our Saviors birth.
The nights is peaceful all around you,
Close your eyes,
Let sleep surround you.
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep
�Tis the eve of our Saviors birth.

Dream, Dream, Dream 
Of joyous day to come.
While guardian angels without number,
Watch you as you sweetly slumber
Dream, Dream, Dream,
Of the joyous day to come