Ready my heart for the birth of Immanuel.
Ready my soul for the Prince of Peace.
Heap the straw of my life for His body to lie on.
Light the candle of hope; let the Child come in.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Alleluia, let the Child come in.
Mine is the home that is poor and is barren.
Mine is the stable of cold and stone.
Break the light to each corner of doubt and of darkness.
Now the Word is made flesh for his birth in me.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Alleluia, Chris the Savior is born.
