The Lord's Own Child   May I Copy this Hymn?

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Journey long,
Journey hard,
Journey end in a stable dark.
Searchin’ round,
Need a space,
Need some room for a birthin’ place.
Huddled here,
Dirt and hay,
Holdin’ on till the break of day.
Help us, Lord, till the break of day.

Lord, it’s time!
Hear her cry,
Hear her pain tearing through the night.
O my God,
What’ll I do?
Help me, Lord, just to help her through.
Angel said
He would come,
Baby born would be God’s own Son -
Mary’s boy and the Lord’s own Son!

What a sight!
There He be,
Mighty One come to set us free!
Waitin’ long,
Waitin’ hard,
Here at last is the Son of God!
Tiny thing,
Cryin’ wild,
Hard to think it’s the Lord’s own child.
Thank You, Lord, for Your precious child.

Words by Ken Bible
Music by Ken Bible, inspired by a Traditional Folk Melody
© 2003 by CCLI Song #3981056.




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