On Sunstone Night
Sung to the tune
"O Holy Night"
On Sunstone night,
Their star was blithely whining,
It was the night of a heresy's birth.
Long lay the Church in ignorance repining,
'Til he did speak
And his words changed the earth.
A thrill of hope, the media rejoices,
For yonder breaks a news broadcast at ten.
Turn on your tapes, and heed the scholars' voices!
O night sublime, O night the faithful scorn!
O night sublime, benighted Sunstone night!