She sings a song, soft and low, soft and low
To her baby boy as the south wind blows.
He clings to her breast and gives a sigh
As he watches the stars in the night sky.
” The stars remind us that heaven is near.
God’s light shines through when stars appear.
The moon glows bright to guide your way
And will lead you home at the end of the day.”
” So many gifts are given to you,
She said, to make each day brand new.
Always remember, God loves you so.
He will be with you, wherever you go.”
She rocked him to sleep by the light of the moon,
And her grown son never forgot this tune.