How Still We See Thee

How still we see thee

In that lowly cattle crib

Surrounded by man and beast

A thousand years can't hide thee

Nor fade the tidings you bring

How still we seek thee

With our soulful offering

As we simply worship

Like shepherds from the field

As the years roll by

The wonder of Your birth multiplies

How You came from on high

To wear mortal hide

How still we see thee

Immanuel, Holy Child

As we celebrate the season

It happened a long time ago

Might as well have been

A while ago

Cause still we see thee

Heaven's own Christmas gift

Wrapped in swaddling bands

Delivered by Angels' hands

You are our never-ending story

You shed Your glory

But there was no room

In the inn when you came

Yet you've gone to make room

For me where the streets are made

Of gold

How still we see thee

Love unknown

That knows me

My Lord and King

And still we see thee.

Akpan