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Gift of Love

 It was anything but silent
 In Bethlehem that day
 The streets were full of travelers
 Who finally found their way
 A census had been called for
 And the rules were very clear
 Every man had to go back to
 The tribal village through the years
 Joseph lived in Nazareth
 With Mary, full with child
 They had to travel many days
 And cover many miles
 When they arrived in Bethlehem
 There was no place to stay
 They found a shelter for the night
 In a stable filled with hay
 The child was born next morning
 In a manger he was laid
 It seemed a normal birth to them
 As the looked down at the babe
 Then shepherds came and told them
 Of an angel choir that night
 That had come to them alone
 They were fearful of the sight
 The shepherds shared the words
 That the angels had proclaimed
 Peace on earth was come today
 And goodwill to all of man
 Mary smiled at hearing
 The story that they told
 For she knew this special child
 Was the Son of God foretold
 As the morning sun was rising
 The baby slept in hay
 Now the Son of God had come
 His gift of love was here to stay
 Is your heart prepared for Jesus
 Have you made some room for Him
 He wants to share His love with you
 Oh won’t you ask Him in 

Meek and Mild

 She came riding on a donkey
 From many towns away 
 Ready to give birth to her first child 
 The ride she took was rugged
 The trail sometimes was steep 
 Her journey would go on for many miles
 Joseph walked and held the reins
 Guiding her along 
 Wishing he could ease the pain she felt
 When they reached their destination 
 Relief did fill their souls
 They sought a room to settle for the night
 The innkeeper did all He could
 To find for them a room 
 But a stable was the only place he had
 Mary's child was born that night
 In a manger filled with hay 
 Wrapped in rags the blessed Savior lay
 Meek and mild
 Mother and child
 Filled all prophecy that night 
 Angels praised
 Shepherds gazed 
 Below the star so bright
 Shepherds watching flocks that night 
 Were summoned by the angels
 Go and see the babe in Bethlehem 
 He us Savior Christ to all
 Peace is what He brings
 Glory be to God in the highest 
 As they knelt before Him
 They realized their place
 As all of history would mark this day
 Simple lowly shepherds 
 Were called to be the ones
 They were the first to bow to Him and pray 
 Not the rich
 Not the mighty
 Not the ones in power
 He calls us in humility
 To worship Him this hour
 Meek and mild
 Mother and child
 Filled all prophecy that night 
 Angels praised
 Shepherds gazed 
 Below the star so bright