Christmas Crossing of the Delaware

In 1776, on a winter's holy night. General George led his men by

the Delaware's faint light. Through the chilly icy waters with the wind of

bitter sting. They rode for freedom's promise, let the bells of liberty ring.

The boats were creaking, splintered 'neath the moon's pale frosty glow.

The soldiers' hearts were steadfast, though the ice did block their flow.

With dedication burning through the snow they'd march and roam. For America's new

dawning, they would fight to bring it home. Trenton,

Princeton, Jersey's ours again. We can win this war, our spirit renewed,