Born in a manger under the sky so wide
No palace no throne just a humble vibe
The shepherds came running with wonder in their eyes
While the wise men followed where the bright star lies
Mary hel him close with a heart so pure
Joseph stood strong in faith so sure
The angels sang glory the heavens roared
Peace on earth let his name be adored
From the East they came with gifts in hands
Gold frankincense myrrh for the promised land
A child so small yet a light so grand
The king of kings born to understand
The cattle were lowing but the moment was loud
A humble beginning that made heaven proud
The star up above lit the path for the crowd
Jesus Christ the name that we now sing aloud
Oh holy night the King has arrived
Bringing hope and love to ignite our lives
From the lowly stable to the world's surprise
The Savior was born under heavenly skies
Born in a manger under the starry glow
Humble beginnings the world didn't know
A carpenter's son with a purpose so grand
Building more than tables shaping the land
Learning the scrolls while the others would play
Asking the questions that lit up the day
Twelve years old in the temple he stayed
The teachers astounded the foundation laid
He walked the dust roads sandals wore thin
Dreams of salvation were rooted within
A child like no other yet still a boy
Finding his purpose his path his joy
Saw the sunrise on the Galilean hills
A world full of chaos but he knew the drill
Helping his father working the wood
But his heart whispered it's all for the good
From Bethlehem streets to Nazareth skies
A boy with the truth burning in his eyes
Walking with wisdom beyond his years
He carried the hope he silenced the fears
Walking down the dusty road under a heavy sky
Got sandals on his feet but his spirits fly
Preaching love to the people as the world denies
He flips tables in the temple with fire in his eyes
From the mountaintop he speaks to the crowd so vast
Telling parables of hope lessons meant to last
He rolls with the twelve but the world walks past
Yet he loves them all even when they cast him last
Turning storms to calm with a wave of his hand
A carpenter's son but he's building the land
They doubted his name couldn't understand
Till he rose from the grave like a holy brand
Silver coins traded for the kiss of a friend
Crown of thorns placed on his head in the end
But he carried that cross so love could ascend
His story's eternal it will never suspend
He's the man with the plan turning water to wine
Feeding crowds with a miracle divine
The truth with his words cut sharper than steel
Jesus Christ keep it real let the broken hearts heal
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