Merry Christmas!

In a land far away
Time stood still long ago.

There were shepherds in fields

Or at least this is how the story goes.

Woman with child

And an inn with no room.

Born in a manger

Fortelling a tomb.

This is how the story goes.

But it is more than a fable

And it’s more than a fairytale

And more than my mind can conceive.

I believe the Wiseman saw

The baby boy the angels called

The son of God.

Heaven’s child, the great I Am

Born to take away my sins

Through nailed pierced hands

Emmanuel has come

I believe

Two thousand years

Still the story lives on.

God’s gift to us, sent to earth

Wrapped in flesh His only son.

His only son.

And the heartbeat of heaven

Confounded our wisdom

But it’s still the simple truth

That set me free.

I believe the Wiseman saw

The baby boy the angels called

The son of God

Heaven’s child, the great I Am

Born to take away my sin

Through nailed pierced hands

Emmanuel has come

And I believe

Precious child how can it be

That God’s great plan for history

Would send you to a lonely tree

That you would come

For one like me?

I believe in a cross

I believe he came for one

He came for all

Heaven's child became a man

Gave his life for me in spite of all I am

I believe, I believe

Christmas lives in me

I believe

I Believe by Natalie Grant