A time one's came when a child was born In a very cold night, an early morn There on a manger he was given birth A gift from heaven, sent down to earth The child grew to be a holy man So he could walk through this ancient land He was said to be a noble king Not a single sword he had to swing This holy man never had fortune or fame But for what he had he wasnt ashamed We all know the name he was given And yes he is the prince of heaven With his apostles this world he tribed To death from crucufiction he arised This holy man, you know his name Came down to earth, our sins he gained He gave his life to save us all It was his choice and his father's call Should we forget this holy man? Or should we thank him, the prince of heaven and God's only son