Beams of night light from our Christmas moon Offer snow shine and red light blooms And a glitter haze on a hilltop far away Makes this cold, cold eve a warm holiday But take me into your world And shake me, and shape me into pearls And oh, that face pressed to this palm of mine Soft and dear and oh so kind Lilting choirs sing all their carol tunes Love transpires under the Christmas moon And couples sleep hand in hand, eyes wide For the morning will draw near with God on their side But take me into your world And shake me, and shape me into pearls And oh, that face pressed to this palm of mine Soft and dear and oh so kind Soft and dear and all right