In the first light of a new day no one knew he had arrived,
Things continued as they had been while a newborn softly cried,
But the heavens, wrapped in wonder, knew the meaning of his birth,
In the weakness of a baby, they knew God had come to Earth.

As his mother held him closely, it was hard to understand that her baby, not yet speaking, was the word of God to man,
He would tell them of his kingdom, but their hearts would not believe,
And they would hate him and, in anger ,they would nail him to a tree, oh.

But the sadness would be broken as the song of life arose,
And the firstborn of creation would ascend and take his throne,
He had left it to redeem us, but before his life began he knew he'd come back, not as a baby, but as the Lord of every man.

Hear the angels as they're singing on the morning of his birth,
But how much greater will our song be when he comes again, when he comes again,
Hear the angels as they're singing on the morning of his birth,
But how much greater will our song be when he comes again to Earth, when comes to rule.

Said the king to the people everywhere, "Listen to what I say,"
Pray for peace, people eveywhere, and listen to what I say.

A child, a child, sleeping in the night,
He will bring us goodness and light,
He will bring us goodness and light,
A child, a child, sleeping in the night,
He will bring us goodness and light,
When he comes to the Earth, (he will bring us goodness)
He will bring us goodness and light.