Stable, Manger, Cross and Crown

I Bethlehem a King came forth,
   His name was Jesus Christ and Lord.
Born in a stable where animals fed
   No royal bed for His wee head.
The manger where the Christ Child lay
   was filled with fresh sweet smelling hay.
He was the sacrificial Lamb
   God in flesh, The great I Am.
Born a lowly peasents son,
   this all devine and holy one.
But a cross stood  waiting on a Hill,
   Prophecy He must fulfill.
Born to save the sons of men,
   born to die and live again.
Through Him we have a second birth
   that's why the Savior came to earth .
Now in Heaven He resides
   seated at His Fathers side.
Many crowns are on His head,
   no straw filled manger for His bed.
No more a lowly peasents son,
   this gift from God, this Holy One.
Immanuel,God with us, Immanuel, Lord Jesus,
   Immanuel our Savior King, Immanuel our everything.
Immanuel our strength, our Rock
   Our peace and Shepherd of the flock.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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