This Little Child

He's there, we'll go see him Who would have thought that long ago So very far away A little child would be born And in a manger laid And who would have thought this little child Was born the King of Kings The Son of just a carpenter But for whom the angels sing And who would have thought that as He grew And with other children played This child with whom they laughed and sang Would die for them some day And who would have thought this little child Could make a blind man see Feed the hungry, make rich the poor And set the prisoner free Oh who would have thought this little child Was who the prophets said Would take away the sins of man And rise up from the dead And I believe and I will always sing This little child is the King And I believe and I will always sing This little child He is the King of Kings Many years have come and gone Yet this world remains the same Empires have been built and fallen Only time has made a change Nation against nation Brother against brother Men so filled with hatred Still killing one another And over half the world is starving While our banner of decency is torn Debating over disarmament While killing children before they're born And fools who march to win the right To justify their sin Oh every nation that has fallen Has fallen from within Yet in the midst of this darkness There is a hope, a light that burns This little child the King of Kings Some day will return And I believe and I will always sing This little child is the King And I believe and I will always sing This little child He is the King of Kings Who would have thought this little child Is who the prophets said Will return to judge this world The living and the dead Oh can't you see, that long ago So very far away That Jesus Christ, our only hope Was born the King that day