Christmas Morn

Everything will be alright.
It's Christmas morning.
We did not find a room at the Inn,
But we found some manger hay.

We had a sweat
Before the Baby came.
We come from far away
And we rest with Him today.


We had a fright last night
Until the angel assured us.
We'd leave our flocks
But we would find!

We'd sure use the Good News.
We'll find the Christ Child,
The Son of Mary;
He will please us.


His star we wondered at last night.
This long foretold of Saviour.
We followed it for days.
Here is where it did lead us.

And now we have gifts to share:
To present before our Prophet, Priest and King,
We have for our Sovereign some financial resourcing,
To our greatest intercessor we bring our humble prayer,
To Jesus, who gave this Life, that we would see our Way.