Born To Save Me
In a small lite stable,
In a manger made into in a cradle
A beautiful newborn baby
Born to save me.
Ten little fingers, ten perfect toes,
Wrapped in swaddling clothes,
Sleeping completely still;
To redeem and fulfill.
12/11/2019
Luke 2:12 12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."
Luke 2:7 7and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.
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