A child so small and yet so mighty
Born in a stable so unimportant and tiny.

The angels sang the news of his birth
To the lowly shepherds here on earth.

The wise men, they followed the star in sight
So that they might see the king born that night.

His crib was a manger filled with hay
And yet we celebrate His birth on Christmas day.

He was born to save us from our sin,
And to cleanse our hearts and souls from within.

A baby born on a night filled with God's glory,
And that My friends is the true Christmas story.