For Christmas, my love, gave me a stocking
Sewn of sackcloth, hung on a nail
The simplest gift, warmed by the fire
Vessel of kindness, peace fulfilled

Will my love, fill it with silver
Will my love, fill it with gold
Will my love just fill it with wonderful
Humble Prince born to this world

I walked the path on down to the river
Well into midnight on a Christmas Eve
To hear the beast and birds of the forest
Tellin' the story of the star in the east

The brightest star, the one true sky
The simplest gift, one cold night
Well that night just filled me with wonderful
Humble Prince born to this world

We gather 'round the tree in the morning
Strung with berries and popcorn from the field
It gave itself from over on the mountain
To bring us joy and hallow the meal

What is this tree, that gathers us together
What is this tree, that stood the storm
What is this joy that don't leave no wanting
That fills us with wonder on this Christmas morn

Well my love I don't need silver (I don't need silver)
Well my love I don't need gold (I don't need gold)
For my love I'm filled with the wonderful
Humble Prince born to this world

For my love I'm filled with the wonder
Filled with the wonder
Filled with the wonder
Filled with the wonder
On this Christmas morn

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): AMY ELIZABETH RAY