The King

Laying in a manger
Wrapped in swaddled clothes
Sleeps the baby Jesus
Born a king as foretold.

The gates of heaven opened
And glory shed it's light.
Trumpets shook the darkness
On this calm and silent night.

While shepards kept a watch
On the sheep in the field
Angels came from heaven
This message to reveal.

Laying in a manger
Wrapped in swaddled clothes
Sleeps the baby Jesus
Your king to behold

And in a distant land
Camped a caravan of kings.
Gazing at a glowing star
To follow where it leads.

For laying in a manger
Wrapped in swaddled clothes
Sleeps the baby Jesus
Born a king as foretold.

© Linda S Burger

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