The valley is dark and roads are strange

The end is never certain

But still the clock has never stopped

It ticks again and again

 

Life at times can feel so weak

And fear it is our bane

But still the clock has never stopped

It ticks again and again

 

And as the fated moment approaches

The stress is but a feign

For clock has continued and never stopped

It ticks again and again

 

The terrible moments of tribulation

Have passed and now are gone

A new day wakes and Christmas air

Breathes fresh upon your lawn

 

Where is the peril, where is death

For time once more has slain

But still the clock has never stopped

It ticks again and again