Birthday of The King by David Phelps

Birthday of The King
by David Phelps

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 God's holy light,
It was the birthday of the King.

It was a humble birth-place, 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 God's holy light,
It was the birthday of a King.

Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the new-born king
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With angelic host proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the new-born king"

Alleluia! O how the angels sang.
Alleluia! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with God's holy light,
It was the birthday of the King.
It was the birthday of the King.