"Infant Holy, Infant Lowly" by the Mormon Tabernacle Choir

This music video, set in a prison, is certainly unique . . . and effective. It moved me deeply.


Infant holy, infant lowly,
for his bed a cattle stall.
Oxen lowing, little knowing,
Christ the babe is Lord of all.
Swift are winging angels singing,
Noels ringing, tidings bringing.
Christ the babe is Lord of all.

Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping
vigil till the morning new
saw the glory, heard the story,
tidings of a gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow,
praises voicing, greet the morrow.
Christ the babe was born for you.

"In the Bleak Midwinter" Performed by James Taylor

I love James Taylor’s arrangement of “In the Bleak Midwinter.” Courtesy of Spotify.

In the bleak midwinter,
icy wind made moan.
Earth stood hard as iron,
water like a stone.
Snow on snow had fallen,
snow on snow on snow,
in the bleak midwinter,
long and long ago.

Angels and archangels,
may have gathered there,
cherubim and seraphim
rising  in the air.
Oh but only Mary,
in her maiden bliss
worshiped the Beloved
with a mother’s kiss.

Heaven cannot hold Him
nor can earth sustain.
Heaven and earth shall fall away
when He comes to reign.

What then can I give him,
empty as I am?
If I were a shepherd,
I would bring a lamb.
If I were a wise man,
I would know my part.
What then can I give Him
I must give my heart.

"There Is Faint Music" by Dan Forrest — University of Utah Singers

I love this performance of Dan Forrest’s “There Is Faint Music” by the University of Utah Singers conducted by Dr. Brady Allred.

There is faint music in the night
and pale wings fanned by silver flight.
A frosty hill with tender glow
of countless stars that shine on snow.

A shelter from the winter storm,
a straw-lined manger safe and warm,
and Mary singing lullabies
to hush her baby’s sleepy sighs.

Her eyes are fixed upon his face,
unheeded here is time and space.
Her heart is filled with blinding joy
for God’s own son, her baby boy.