This Little Child

There is an older "contemporary" Christian song that I used to sing a lot when I was a teenager. It was hard for me to sing because it was in an odd range for me as the recording artist was a guy by the name of Scott Wesley Brown (the guy part being the reason it was hard for me to sing).

Recently, I found a blog that interested me, so I read some of the lady's earlier posts. I came across this post (Link) which brought to my mind the song I spoke of above. Interestingly, this song was recorded in 1981.

The lyrics to the song are:

THIS LITTLE CHILD
Chorus 1
And I believe and I will always sing
This little child is the King
O I believe and I will always sing
This little child
He is the King of kings

Verse 1
Who would of tho't that long ago
So very far away
A little child would be born
And in a manger laid
And who would have tho't this little child
Was born the King of kings
The Son of just a carpenter
For whom the angels sing
And who would have tho't 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 tho't this little child
Could make a blind man see
Feed the hungry make rich the poor
And set the sinner free
Oh who would have tho't this little child
Was who the prophets said
Would take away the sins of man
And rise up from the dead

Verse 2
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
Killing one another
And over half the world is starving
While our banner of decency is torn
Debating over disarmament
Killing children before they're born
And fools who march to win the right
To justify their sin
Oh ev'ry 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

Verse 3
Who would have tho't 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
This little child our only hope
Was born a King that day
And can't you see that here and now
As unto Him we pray
This Lord of lords who is our hope
Is still King today
He's still the King today