The Birthday of a King

In the little village of Bethlehem
There lay a child one day;
And the sky was bright with a holy light
O’er the place where Jesus lay

Alleluia! O how the angels sang
Alleluia! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light
’Twas the birthday of a king

’Twas a humble birthplace, but O how much
God gave to us that day
From the manger bed what a path has led
What a perfect, holy way

Alleluia! O how the angels sang
Alleluia! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light
’Twas the birthday of a king