Angels sing Halleluiah, Halleluiah to the King
praise His Holy name for the magnitude of all things.
Halleluiah, Halleluiah, a child is born in Bethlehem…
a baby boy is marveled through the world and His land.
Halleluiah, Halleluiah, Mary’s firstborn son’s…
named Jesus, Jesus, the miraculous, The Holy One.
Jesus lay in a manager in Bethlehem of Judaea
as wise men fell down and worshipped him
leaving gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh within.
Halleluiah, Halleluiah, a child is born in Bethlehem…
people marveled through the world and His land
a son’s born, the King of the Jews, the Great I am.
Angels sing Halleluiah, Halleluiah to the King
Jesus escaped the command of Herod the king
an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream
saying, “Arise, and take the young child to Egypt.”
Herod’s slewing all young children in Bethlehem
hoping to locate Jesus is his greatest plan.
Angels sing Halleluiah, Halleluiah to the King
as an angel appeared to Joseph in a dream
saying, “Leave Egypt and go into the Land of Israel
for they are dead which sought baby “Emmanuel.”
God warned Joseph in a dream and he turned aside
went through parts of Galilee to settle in Nazareth.
Angels sing Halleluiah, Halleluiah to the King
praise His Holy name for the magnitude of all things.
Halleluiah, Halleluiah, a child is born in Bethlehem…
a baby boy marveled through the world and His land.
Halleluiah, Halleluiah, Mary’s firstborn son…
is named Jesus, Jesus, the miraculous The Holy One.
Angels sing Halleluiah, Halleluiah to the King
praise His Holy name for the magnitude of all things.
Barbara Kasey Smith is the writer of this poem – Copyright 2014 – Use by Permission Only.