Song Length |
1:00 |
Genre |
Blues - Chicago |
Lyrics
WHY THE CHILD WAS BORN
I went to church this Christmas
And saw the manger scene
The newborn baby in the crib
The mother Mary so serene
The spirit of this holy time
Filled my heart with joy
The happiness of seeing
The perfect baby boy
But this year they had placed the crib
Right beneath the cross
And when I raised my eyes I saw
Just how our Christ was lost.
Refrain:
I saw the nails in his hands and feet
The wound deep in his side
The crown of thorns upon his head
The day that Jesus died
The day that Jesus died
So now instead of feeling joy
I felt a sorrow deep
The contrast of the babe and man
Made me want to weep
Confusion filled my mind
As services began
I tried to reconcile
The perfect child and broken man
And when the pastor spoke he said
The message for today
Is from my past please listen
To what I have to say
Refrain:
And then he told this story
It was like he spoke to me
He cleared all my confusion
He Put my mind at ease
He put my mind at ease
2
He said while he was training
The strangest thing occurred
A young priest made a Christmas card
Of simple line and word
Upon the front a picture
Of Christ?s head and crown of thorns
Inside this simple message
The reason he was born
Now I saw the contradiction
Of the child and broken man
That had me so confused
Was all a part of our Lord?s plan
Refrain:
He sent his son to save our souls
To walk with us awhile
And now that I could see it all
I began to smile
Those terrible nails
That gaping wound
That mocking crown of thorns
That broken man upon the cross
Was why the child was born
Those terrible nails
That gaping wound
That mocking crown of thorns
That broken man upon the cross
Was shy the child was born
Bob Altmiller
117 Baldwin LN
Harrison City, PA 15636
raltmiller@verizon.net
ph: 412/849-3151
C.2006