Every star shall sing a carol!
Every creature, high or low,
come and praise the King of heaven
by whatever name you know.
God above, Man below,
holy is the name I know.

When the King of all creation
had a cradle on the earth,
holy was the human body,
holy was the human birth.
God above, Man below,
holy is the name I know.

Who can tell what other cradle,
high above the milky way,
still may rock the King of heaven
on another Christmas day?
God above, Man below,
holy is the name I know.

Who can count how many crosses,
still to come or long ago,
crucify the King of heaven?
Holy is the name I know.
God above, Man below,
holy is the name I know.