Michael W. Smith - Newborn King Lyrics

Oh the silent sky Of a lonesome desert Bethlehem just out of sight The miles like years as she holds her treasure The babe, the hope, the peace, the light

Glory to God In realms of heaven Sing, rejoice with hands raised high Peace to all to us is given The Newborn King, The Babe, The Christ

Every breath be a holy wonder Darkness runs from the voice of thunder I have heard your cries Dry your weeping eyes The new born King He comes tonight

Oh the silent years In the land of shadows Catch the tears of our suffering plight When there seemed no end to this battle The Newborn King, He comes tonight

Every breath be a holy wonder Darkness runs from the voice of thunder I have heard your cries Dry your weeping eyes The Newborn King He comes tonight

Every voice in the sky exulting Every saint, every prayer of longing I have heard your cries Dry your weeping eyes The Newborn King, he comes tonight

The angels sing, the ages ring The shepherds blow, a manger low O holy one, O love divine

The Newborn King, He comes tonight

O Bethlehem, O starry night O Israel, lift up your eyes The Newborn King He comes tonight

For unto us a child is born To wear for us a crown of thorns The Newborn King He comes tonight