In the beginning, I
made a choice
Choosing to ignore
God’s voice
Time after time, you’d think I’d learn
Time after time, you’d think I’d learn
The reward for the
shortcut of sin is a burn
Again and again I
choose my own way
I lead myself further
and further astray
I take what I can to
fill in the hole
That overwhelms the
depths of my soul
And when I’ve done all
I can to cope
I sense there might still be hope
He's here:
That mysterious baby
under a star
Two thousand years,
seems so far away
That His short life
should affect us today
And there’s nothing that
we can do to repay
That radical love of
our Father and King
He chose to leave his
paradise throne
And as a homeless
rabbi, Earth’s streets to roam
And looming before Him,
there stood a cross
In light of this, what am
I to do?
Called to do more than
just sit in a pew
Called to live by His
example
To demonstrate His
love, so ample
Remember that Christmas
is not just a day
It brought us the
truth, the life and the way
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