In the first light of a new day no one knew He had arrived
Things continued as they had been while a new born 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
They would hate Him, and in anger they would nail Him to a tree.
But the sadness would be broken as the Song of Life arose
And the First Born 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 to Earth.
When He comes to rule the Earth!
