Statistics prove, prove that you've one birthday,
one birthday ev'ry year.
but there are three hundred and sixty four
unbirthdays.
That is why we're gathered here to cheer.
A very merry unbirthday to you, to you.
A very merry unbirthday to you, to you.
It's great to drink to someone and I guess that you will do.
A very merry unbirthday to you.

For the beauty of the earth,
For the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
Over and around us lies.
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise...

For the beauty of each hour
Of the day and of the night
Hill and vale and tree and flower
Sun and moon and stars of light;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.

For the joy of human love
Brother, sister, parent, child
Friends on earth, and friends above,
For all gentle thoughts and mild;
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.

For each perfect gift of thine,
To our race so freely given,
Graces human and divine,
Flow'rs of earth and buds of heav'n
Lord of all, to thee we raise
This our joyful hymn of praise.

Making His home with the lonely
Spending His days with the poor
Bringing hope to their hearts
Giving man a new start with His cure...

But not all would receive of His offering
Some even planned His decease
And yet He couldn't forsake
Those whose lives He might save
So He refused to leave.

Never a better hero
Never a truer man
Hoping to save us
By taking our pain in His hands.
Never a greater compassion
Never a wasted day
Not one regret
True to the end
There was never a better way.

Now, He knew His life would be shortened
But never murmured a word of complaint
For He had in mind
A much greater design
And it helped Him through the pain
Knowing His death would bring life
And it was no surprise
There was love in His eyes when He died.

Never a better hero
Never a truer man
Hoping to save us
By taking our pain in His hands.

But death was not the end
For He would live again.
Never a better hero
Never a truer man
Hoping to save us
By taking our pain in His hands.

All the He did
Follow and live
There'll never be a better way.