I Wonder As I Wander Out Under The Sky,
How Jesus, The Saviour, Did Come For To Die.
For Poor, Ornery People Like You And Like I
I Wonder As I Wander
Out Under The Sky.

When Mary Birthed Jesus, 'twas In A Cows' 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.

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 To Sing,
He Surely Could Have Had It,
'Cause He Was The King!

I Wonder As I Wander Out Under The Sky,
How Jesus, The Saviour, Did Come For To Die.
For Poor, Ornery People Like You And Like I
I Wonder As I Wander
Out Under The Sky.