The Savior Is Born

Oh, Bethlehem you were the den Whence the Lion of Judah was born No room in the inn thus born in a pen With ox and ass for friends The glory of the Lord shone bright As the Angels made known that night Fear not, for we bring you great joy Wrapped in a manger is Mary’s baby boy Revealed to mere shepherds in a field The Lamb of God from David’s seed Fulfilling what the prophets foretold The Son of God for man to behold So, Hark the Harold Angels sang On that silent night in Bethlehem And from the East the Magi came Bearing gifts and praising his name The Son of Man had arrived The Savior for all our lives