Who Would Imagine a King?

Mommies and daddies always believe
That their little angels are special indeed
And you could grow up to be anything
But who would imagine a king?

Gloria in excelsis Deo

A shepherd or teacher is what you could be
Or maybe a fisherman out on the sea
Or maybe a carpenter building things
But who would imagine a king?

Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down His sweet head
The stars in the sky look down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay

It was so clear when the wise men arrived
And the angels were singing your name
That the world would be different 'cause you were alive
That's what heaven (and the angels sing: Alleluia)
Stood still to proclaim
To the King
Gloria, Gloria in excelsis Deo

Oh, Gloria
In excelsis Deo

One day an angel said quietly
That soon he would bring something special to me
And of all of the wonderful gifts he could bring
Who would imagine, who could imagine
Who would imagine a king?

Gloria in excelsis Deo