| Empty manger, perfect stranger about to be born | |
| Into darkness, sadness, desperate madness, creation so torn | |
| We were so lost on earth, no peace, no worth | |
| No way to escape | |
| In fear, no faith, no hope, no grace, and no light | |
| But that was the night before Christmas | |
| Warm hay, cold sweat, a mother, not yet | |
| Praying godspeed the dawn | |
| She looks to her man, holding her hand, they wonder how long | |
| And the shepherds, wise men come to find them, and bow to a king | |
| One star above shining on love | |
| So bright it lit up the night before Christmas. | |
| And the world didn't know mercy was meek and so mild | |
| And the world didn't know that truth was as pure as a child | |
| The night before Christmas | |
| The night before Christmas | |
| And the world didn't know redemption was sweet and so strong | |
| And the world didn't know salvation was writing a song | |
| The night before Christmas | |
| The night before Christmas | |
| The night before Christmas | |
| Empty manger, perfect stranger about to be born |