Right from the mouths
Of the prophets of old
The words that they said
Ever so bold
Proclaimed the Messiah
To ears that would hear
A king would be born
That would take away fear
The hope of the world
Would someday arrive
He'd cure us from death
Make us alive
He'll calm the storm
That lives in our soul
We'll walk with Him on water
He'll never let go
Two thousand years later
We wait til we wait
Generations die off
While we celebrate
Some give from their heart
They know the reason
Some give just to get
Greed is their season
The world has forgotten
What really does matter
Distracted by glitz
The toys and the glamor
Not interested in hearing
It's for their salvation
The greatest gift
For all of the nations
They keep Him forever
In a small manger
Jesus the man
Forever a stranger
The world will soon see Him
In all of His glory
Angels will sing again
We will know the whole story
HARK THE HERALD ANGLES SING
GLORY TO THE NEW BORN KING!