1. I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
how Jesus the Saviour did come to die
for poor ord’n’ry people like you and like I.
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.
2. When Mary birthed Jesus, ’twas in a cow’s stall
with wise men and farmers and shepherds and all.
But high from God’s heaven a star’s light did fall,
and the promise of ages it did then recall.
3. 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,
Hhe surely could have it, ’cause he was the king.