The Darkest Midnight in December

The Darkest Midnight in December, is a hauntingly beautiful Irish carol, sung throughout the 18^th and 19^th centuries, evokes both joy and innocence. Thought to originally be sung at Midnight Mass, it speaks of one who refuses to allow the weather to prevent them from worshiping Christ on the day His birth. The song speaks to the infinitely pure love of God that comes in the form of a babe to bring salvation to humanity. Though the lyrics differ in order and some have been slightly changed, this rendition is lovely. Enjoy!

The Darkest Midnight in December

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The darkest midnight in December, no snow nor hail nor winter’s storm,

Shall hinder us for to remember The Babe that on this night was born.

Four thousand years from the creation the world lay groaning under sin;

No one could ever expect salvation: no one could ever enter heaven.

Adam’s fall had damned us all to hell, to endless pains forlorn;

‘Twas so decreed we’d ne’er been freed had not this heavenly Babe been born.

We like beasts lay in a stable, senseless, blind, and dead by sin;

To help ourselves we were not able, but He brings grace and life again.

‘Twas but pure love that from above, brought Him to save us from all harms:

Then let us sing and welcome Him, the God of Love in Mary’s arms!