The King Is Born
Sing aloud, the King is born,
On this bright and holy morn;
Heaven bends to kiss the earth,
Angels herald joy and birth.
Shepherd hearts in fields awake,
Hushed in awe for heaven’s sake;
Stars lean low to light the way,
Guiding night toward dawning day.
Hope now breathes in manger small,
Love made flesh to save us all;
Every shadow flees the light,
Grace has stepped into the night.
Lift your voices, let them soar—
Peace has come forevermore;
Sing aloud with hearts reborn,
Joy to all, a King is born.

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