The Little Boy from the Carpenter Shop

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 were a lowly lot.

His chances in life, seemed so slim; why,

He's expected to be a slave.

 

But the people in darkness saw light in Him;

as hope for freedom He gave.

All of the power of 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 His life to the death on the cross;

cried it's finished and then He 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;

walk-ing the corridors of hell.

Then the shouting stopped, as a voice rang out;

a voice as clear as a bell.

Satan then trembled as he recognized Him;

who came to deliver His own.

 

Oh, shut and lock the gates he cried;

don't let Him ascend to His Throne.

Then the gates swung shut in the face of our LORD;

to prove salvation untrue.

But, He shook hell's gates, cried lift up your heads;

the King is coming through.

 

Then out of the devil's prison house

came a proc-ession led by our King.

Crying out oh grave, where is thy victory;

and death where is thy sting?

Who is the King of Glory?

The LORD GOD ALMIGHTY; that 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!