Not in gold
Or robes of kings
No headlines
Or angel wings
A mother's cry in a quiet town
While the world kept spinning 'round
A stable floor
Was holy ground

Jesus
You're still the light
Burning through the darkest times
Not a show or grand parade
But in a manger laid
The King

Now we're lost in a fading glow
Fast lives with nowhere to go
But there's a voice
Cutting through the noise
Never forced
Just a simple choice for all
He came to show us love
And grace

Jesus
You're still the light
Burning through the darkest times
Not a show or grand parade
But in a manger laid
The King

Jesus
You're still the light
Burning through the darkest times
Not in gold or grand parade
But in a manger laid