Who believe the tales we heard? Such a strange and mighty story From an ancient sender So illogical and wild Still we value this old word That when heaven full of glory Came to show its splendor It turned out to be a child Shepherds, cattle, a stable poor What a frame for kings, what a scenery Far from all wealth on an earthy floor This is how God tells us His love is free Then into my life He came He was born in my heart's chamber Rose from my horizon Like a sun so strong and mild When He called me by my name I awoke from my sweet slumber And He became my wise man I received Him like a child Life's so sinful and thoughts unclear What a place for someone so true divine Far from all power, from force and fear This is how God tells me His love is mine ♪ Heaven came so strong and mild It turned out to be a child