On the morning of His birth

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S i g n s   a n d   W o n d e r s

Front Porch

Columbia, South Carolina

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In the first light of a new day
No one knew He had arrived
Things continued as they had been
While a newborn softly cried
But the heavens wrapped in wonder
Knew the meaning of His birth
In the weakness of a baby
They knew God had come to Earth

As His mother held Him closely
It was hard to understand
That this baby not yet speaking
Was the Word of God to man
He would tell them of His kingdom
But their hearts would not believe
They would hate Him and in anger
They would nail Him to a tree

But the sadness would be broken
As the song of life arose
And the Firstborn of creation
Would ascend and take His throne
He had left it to redeem us
But before His life began
He knew He'd come back not as a baby
But as The Lord of ev'ry man
 

Hear the angels as they're singing
On the morning of His birth
But how much greater will our song be
When He comes again to earth
When He comes again

 
Hear the angels as they're singing
On the morning of His birth

But how much greater will our song be
When He comes again to Earth
When He comes to rule the Earth!

When He comes back, When He comes back
To rule the Earth!

= Bob Kauflin =

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Happy Monday :: Happy Christmas Week