Mary - Buffy Sainte-Marie

Yonder I see a star

Oh see how bright it’s burning

Joseph my time is come

The Son of God is yearning

To come, to come

Ask the man for some room to spare

And a candle dimly burning

Joseph my time is come

The Son of God is yearning

To come, to come

Pain of birth is surely great

And yet my fate’s been told me

Do I see an Angel bright

Descending to behold me

He comes, he comes, he comes