Rocking, rocking, Mary held you to her body, soft and warm; rocking, rocking, Mary fed you from her body, soft and warm. "Take your fill," she sang, "Take your fill, my child; lie still, lie still." Rocking, rocking, Joseph carried you to safety through the night; rocking, rocking, Joseph hurried through the desert, through the night. "It's all right," he sang, "It's all right, my child; tonight, tonight." Rocking, rocking, Mary told you of the angel, Gabriel; rocking, rocking, Joseph called you child of God, Emmanuel. "God is here," they sang, "God is in this child; right here, right here."