Born to You and Me
Foretold by Jewish prophesy
A baby born to you and me
Not born into a royal clan
No scepter in his little hand
Not regal nor of royal birth
A child comes to save all the earth
Lays where oxen and donkeys bray
In wooden bed of straw and hay
Wrapped in ragged cloth and threads
Shepherds did what an angel said
Wise men also were revealed a sign
A king to follow. A light divine
An eastern star shown to them
The City of David, Bethlehem
They found the child Mary embraced
Through heavenly design sins erased
None thought from this poor beginning
To us would be born a saving king
Not upon jeweled throne he reign
His love replaces our sin and pain
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