Baby lies within the hay,
Looks like others some would say.
Just a child like one of us,
A common boy - what's the fuss?
Come look closer you will see,
Reasons for the joy and glee.
Shepherds watch their sheep by night,
Angel’s presence quite the sight,
Praising God Emmanuel,
Christ the Lord they did foretell.
Babe in cloths to be a sign,
Savior, Christ, the Lord divine,
Good news, great joy, to proclaim,
Kindness, mercy, feels no shame.
Peace on whom His favor rests,
All are called to be His guests.
Gone to Bethlehem to see,
Witness of divine decree.
Shout to Him who dwells on high,
God with us, come see, draw nigh.
Mary, Joseph, babe asleep,
Crowded ‘round a cow and sheep.
Shepherds joy, they spread the news,
Of the Savior to the Jews.
Thankful for things seen and heard,
Startled over what occurred.
Mary pondered all these things,
In her heart, her spirit sings.
Prophesied some many years,
In the night a star appears,
Leads the Magi to the spot,
Gifts for Him, the little tot.
Glory to our God and King,
Open palms to Him we bring.
Just a simple, common child?
I think not I said and smiled.
Looks like others some would say.
Just a child like one of us,
A common boy - what's the fuss?
Come look closer you will see,
Reasons for the joy and glee.
Shepherds watch their sheep by night,
Angel’s presence quite the sight,
Praising God Emmanuel,
Christ the Lord they did foretell.
Babe in cloths to be a sign,
Savior, Christ, the Lord divine,
Good news, great joy, to proclaim,
Kindness, mercy, feels no shame.
Peace on whom His favor rests,
All are called to be His guests.
Gone to Bethlehem to see,
Witness of divine decree.
Shout to Him who dwells on high,
God with us, come see, draw nigh.
Mary, Joseph, babe asleep,
Crowded ‘round a cow and sheep.
Shepherds joy, they spread the news,
Of the Savior to the Jews.
Thankful for things seen and heard,
Startled over what occurred.
Mary pondered all these things,
In her heart, her spirit sings.
Prophesied some many years,
In the night a star appears,
Leads the Magi to the spot,
Gifts for Him, the little tot.
Glory to our God and King,
Open palms to Him we bring.
Just a simple, common child?
I think not I said and smiled.
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