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 birth place, but O how much God gave 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.

Neidlinger