The Birthday of a King
By William Harold Neidlinger

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.

Hallelujah! Oh, how the angels sang!
Hallelujah! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light,
'Twas the birthday of a King.

'Twas a simple 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!

Hallelujah! Oh, how the angels sang!
Hallelujah! How it rang!
And the sky was bright with a holy light,
'Twas the birthday of a King.