Happy Birthday Jesus (a Child's Prayer)

A house so quiet, so humble

A child beside her bed

Her hands clasped tightly, it's time to pray

So she bows her little head

Happy Birthday, Jesus

Daddy said that You were near

And that You had a birthday

This time every year

He told me how You listen to

Every word we say

And that You hear us call

In the night or in the day

He explained how bad they hurt You

And made You suffer so

But said, You let them do it

For girls like me, I know

He told me about the manger

They put You in

I'd let You have my blanket

If I was there, back then

He said that, You are watching

Everything we do

Him, mommy, granny

And our new baby too

I like what daddy told me

Of how You healed the lame

And that You don't have to have

Any wealth or fame

And he told me You were so awfully good

And then he made me cry

He said, they nailed You to a cross

They wanted You to die

And then he made me happy

When he said, You came back again

Daddy said, Christmas is what we celebrate

Because on that day, You were born

So I hope I'm not too late to wish You a

Happy Birthday, dear Jesus