Forever More
A long time ago,
in a land so far,
came a child of peace,
so we could live forever more.
His birth was rejoiced,
by the wise of that day,
as He slept,
in His bed made of hay.
As the people came,
bringing gifts of their love,
His mother knew,
He was sent from above.
He still lives,
His love still reigns,
His blood can wash,
our sins away.
We can't forget,
He paid the price,
and on that cross,
our Savior died.
A long time ago,
in a land so far,
came a child of peace,
so we could live forever more.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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