Remember God sent down his son to a mother’s womb,
When our world was cold and winter laid her wings on our hearts,
knowing he would be sent to a borrowed tomb,
and hoping we would do our part
knowing the king has come.
Let our spirit soar, knowing his love
Pray for our brothers to come home
Hope for peace, and the wishful dove
Sing of bright stars, sing of a church bell
Fear not the end, and praise the beginning
Let the spirit come into your heart to dwell
Do not fear if your world is spinning
Just remember the light in the heaven one cold clear night,
How your savior and king came here to earth
Embrace the world so white
And rejoice in his humble birth.
~Yours truly
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