I wonder as I wander out under the sky, How Jesus the Savior did come for to die. For poor simple people like you and like I... I wonder as I wander out under the sky. 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 then did 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 heaven for to sing, He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King.