“Hush”, whispered each turbulent wave
As it rushed on to shore
“Hush”, each whispered, “Listen, be still.”
“Hush, Hush”, each did implore
“Listen in the still of the morn,
Listen and hear His voice.
His Son will come to heal the world
And give each man a choice.”
“Hush, Hush”, the waves rush to the shore,
All the world holds its breath.
The Son of God will soon be born
To conquer sin and death.
“Hush, hush and let the miracle
Unfold before your eyes;
The hosts of heaven soon will sing
Their joy will fill the skies!”
“Hush, hush”, the waves still sing their song
And still they rush to shore
To greet the babe soon to be born
The King forever more.
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