The Little Boy King

The Little Boy King Behold, the angels sing From Earth to Heaven, the bells ring A wonderful, marvelous tale is told Everyone listens,even the very young and the old The news is sent all around the world A message of hope and love for every boy and girl The little boy King is born with such angelic force To a universe of great turmoil, and to it's very course Oh! the song that is sung And the beautiful angel that is hung In every house and church, upon the Christmas tree All hail to the King, who is here to set us free The valleys and dales ring out in all their glory As the King of kings is about to tell his story Of his father, who is the Creator of the Heavens and the Earth And the architect of every living thing, even his son's birth The little king, so meek and mild, Is here to help every race, man woman and child. And as he grows up miracles will ensue; He is not here for the self-righteous, the rich and the powerful, not just for the few. Walking on water, he calms the angry sea, knows that Judas will be a traitor Takes his time, and even raises the dead, three days later Turns water into wine, the blind is made to see once more; He feeds thousands of people,three loaves and a few fishes, a champion of the poor. William Morrissey 12/24/07