A Story of Light

When we hear the familiar story Of the newborn baby king, Of the shepherds who bowed in worship Of the newborn baby king, When we hear the familiar story Of him lying in the hay, Of the animals who saw him On that very first Christmas day - Do we understand the meaning Of that very special night? With the coming of that baby, The darkness turned to light. It's a story of light Piercing through the darkness It tells of a star, Shining from above, And the glory of angels Lighting up the Heavens If we follow the light, There we will find love. When we sing the familiar story Of the newborn king, Of the wise men who brought their presents For the newborn baby king, When we sing the familiar story Of the night that he was born, And the angels who sang praises On that very first Christmas morn - Do we understand the meaning Of that very special night? With the coming of that baby, The darkness turned to light. It's a story of light Piercing through the darkness It tells of a star, Shining from above, And the glory of angels Lighting up the Heavens If we follow the light, There we will find love. Follow the light!