I Wonder as I Wander (Arr. Britten)

I wonder as I wander out under the sky,

How Jesus our Saviour did come for to die.

For poor or’n’ry people like you and like I,

I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

When Mary birthed Jesus ’twas in a cow stall,

With wise men and shepherds and farmers and all.

On high from God’s heaven the star’s light did fall,

And the promise of the ages it did then recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,

A star in the sky, or a bird on the wing;

Or all of God’s angels in heav’n for to sing,

He surely could’ve had it for he was the King!