Verse 1
It was not a silent night
There was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
In the alleyway that night
On the streets of David's town
Verse 2
And the stable was not clean
And the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
Had no mother's hand to hold
Chorus
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
Verse 3
Noble Joseph by her side
Callused hands and weary eyes
There were no midwives to be found
On the streets of David's town
In the middle of the night
Verse 4
So he held her and he prayed
Shafts of moonlight on his face
For the baby in her womb
He was the Maker of the moon
He was the Author of the faith
That could make the mountains move
Chorus
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
Outro
Little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
It was a labor of love