D A
There's a song in the air,
D A
There's a star in the sky.
D A
There's a mother's deep prayer,
E A
And a baby's low cry.
D A
And the star rains its fire, while the beautiful sing.
D G A D
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King.
There's a tumult of joy
O'er the wonderful birth.
For the Virgin's sweet boy,
Is the Lord of the earth.
And the star sends its fire, while the beautiful sing.
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King.
In the light of that star,
Lies the ages impearled.
And that song from afar,
Has swept over the world.
Every heart is aflame, and the beautiful sing.
For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King.
We rejoice in the light
And we echo the song
That comes down thru the night
From the heavenly throne
And we shout to the lovely evangel they bring,
And we greet in His cradle, our Savior and King