Here are the words.
Birth of a Child
What has God wrought,
in the birth of this child,
Why a beautiful angel,
beyond a doubt.
Her eyes are blue, her skin so new.
It sparkles as diamonds in morning dew.
The birth of this child is a wondrous thing.
Conceived in love, and delivered to bring,
A home of joy, compassion and grief,
A home where love in never a thief,
But a home where love is considered belief.
July 16, 1962