Holy light of heaven shining from a manger bed
Joseph stands there breathless, Mary kisses their son's head
No one else in this world knows, King sleeps in the hey
They smile at one another with a look that seems to say
Turn your eyes, turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in his wondeful face
And the things of this world will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
Turn your eyes on Jesus this Christmas day
Shepherds labor long beneath the sky of midnight blue
Suddenly the night's alive with angels on the move
Glory fills the heaven's then they rush to Bethlemehem
To worship their Messiah, heaven's holy king of kings
Turn your Eyes, turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in his wondeful face
And the things of this world will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
The call still rings out to each of us
So in the chaos of the season will you just
Turn your eyes, turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in his wondeful face
And the things of this world will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Turn your eyes on Jesus this Christmas day