Lyrics The Little Boy From the Carpenter Shop - Jeff Steinberg

The Little Boy From the Carpenter Shop

He was born in a stable, His mother a virgin
Raised in a carpenter shop
His people were slaves, His parents were poor
His friends a lowly lot
You know, His chances in life were very slim
And He’s expected to be a slave
But people in darkness saw light in Him
And hope of freedom He gave
All of the power in heaven and earth
God has invested in Him
He’s to die on the cross, descend into hell
Meet the devil, take the keys from him
He yielded Himself to the death on the cross
He cried, «It's finished» and slumped to died
In the regions of hell, the devil celebrated
«We've destroyed the King», he cried
In the midst of the celebration, footsteps were heard
Walking the corridors of hell
Then the shouting stopped when a voice rang out
A voice that rang like a bell
Satan then trembled when he recognized Him
Who came to deliver His own
«Shut and lock those gates», he cried
«Don't let Him ascend to His Throne»
Then the gates swung shut in the face of the King
Just to prove God’s salvation untrue
He shook hell’s gates and He cried, «Lift up your heads
The King is coming through»
Then out of the devil’s prison house
Came a procession led by the King
Shouting, «Now, O grave where is thy victory
Now, O grave where is thy victory
Now, O grave where is thy victory
And death where is thy sting?»
Who is the King of Glory?
The Lord God, mighty in battle is He
Who is the King of Glory?
He’s the master of the host of heaven supreme
Who is the King of Glory?
He’s the one that not even death could stop
Who is the King of Glory?
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop
The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop