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 a holy light,
'Twas the birthday of a King.
'Twas a humble birthplace, but oh!
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 a holy light,
'Twas the birthday of a King.
W. H. Neidlinger (1890)