ONE CHRISTMAS DARK NIGHT, WHILE OUT IN THE COLD
I THOUGHT OF THE THINGS THE SHEPHERDS HAD TOLD
THAT A SAVIOR WAS BORN,THE GIFT FROM ABOVE
AND IT SEEMED THAT I FELT, A SPARK OF HIS LOVE
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THEN DOWN ON MY KNEES, I THOUGHT WAS THE WAY
I COULD SEE THAT DEAR CHILD, ASLEEP ON THE HAY
I NEVER CAN TELL HOW GLAD I DID FEEL
I'LL NEVER FORGET, GOD MADE IT SO REAL
UNLIKE THE WISE MEN,AND PROPHETS OF OLD
WITH NOTHING TO BRING, NO SILVER OR GOLD
JUST OFFER MY LIFE, SO EMPTY AND BARE
SO I BOWED ON MY KNEES, AND WORSHIPPED HIM THERE
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LIKE THE PRODIGAL SON,WHILE FEEDING THE SWINE
I DECIDED RIGHT THERE, THE SAVIOR BE MINE
NO ANGELS TO SING,NO HEAVENLY SOUND
BUT HE CAME IN MY HEART, THERE ON THE COLD GROUND
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