In a humble stable lay,
As a babe in a manger on a bed of hay.
Hark! The Angels rejoice and sing,
Holy, Holy, to our Lord and King.
Did an angel shining so bright
Tell the Shepherds . . .
In Bethlehem is born the Savior this night.
The one whom the prophets said would come,
And from a virgin, would be born a son.
Did the Wisemen seek what was prophesied
Baring pure gifts to bless and sanctify.
You lived among us as a spotless lamb
Taking our sins upon your innocent hands.
For whom the church bells ring,
Are worthy to rule as God and King.
Can wash away our sins,
Bringing peace on earth to live within.
Only You . . .
Prince of Peace,
Son of God.
Jesus the Christ,
The last Sacrifice.