The night is dark now, the wind is sharp

And laden with so much water

The ground is sodden, no crisp winter night this

Looming darker even than the sky,

the great whale back of the church

Its windows lit, 

The side chapel burns brightest

A sound break out from it’s walls 

A northern sound, a brass band

I clearly hear the carol they are playing 

The words ring in my head

“Born that man no more may die:

Born to raise the son of earth,

Born to give them second birth.

Hark! the herald angels sing,

"Glory to the new-born King !"       

Suddenly the head drooping cold and damp,

the dark wetness is lifted :

The Christ child is coming

Happy Christmas and a Peaceful New Year