Carol of the Strings

[instrumental]

[verse 1]  
Hark how the strings, silver it sings,  
Bright melodies, dance on the breeze.  
Arco with flair, filling the air,  
Spirits arise, soaring the skies.

Notes intertwine, weaving design,  
Whispers of gold, tales ever told.  
Echoes abound, pure is the sound,  
Timeless and true, fresh as the dew.

Swiftly they play, night turns to day,  
Drawing us near, casting out fear.  
Strings softly hum, hearts overcome,  
Under their spell, all will be well.

Hear them declare, music so rare,  
Voices they raise, endless in praise.  
Hark how the strings, silver it sings,  
Carols resound, joy without bound!  
 

[instrumental]  
Oooooh

[verse 2]  
Hark to the bow, lilting and low,  
Telling a tale, wistful and frail.  
Dreams gently glide, love at their side,  
Soft as a sigh, under the sky.

Each tender note, like a bird song,  
Lifts through the night, pulling along.  
Rhythms unfold, daring and bold,  
Stories anew, life to imbue.

Dancers take flight, waltzing through night,  
Guided by sound, spinning around.  
Strings ever clear, drawing us near,  
Weaving the threads, where wonder spreads.

Hark to the call, violins all,  
Bringing delight, stars burning bright.  
Hark how they sing, making hearts ring,  
Carols we raise, singing His praise!  
[instrumental]

Ta da da da La la la da  
 

[verse 3]  
Hark how they play, telling the way,  
Prophets of old, promises bold.  
Star in the night, guiding the light,  
Born is the King, angels now sing.

Lowly the place, humble His grace,  
Shepherds draw near, hearts full of cheer.  
Heaven descends, mercy extends,  
Peace for the earth, through His great birth.

Child in the hay, ancient the way,  
Hope that will rise, shattering lies.  
Glory foretold, ages unfold,  
Bringing the dawn, where joy is drawn.

Hark to the chord, praise to the Lord,  
Christ who will reign, healing all pain.  
Violins ring, crown Him the King,  
Carols proclaim, Jesus His name!

[instrumental ending]