| Hold that blanket closer Mary dear
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| All the world waits with you for your day
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| But for now the wind is cold and it’s drear
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| And Bethlehem’s still so far away
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| Do you remember the way you felt back then?
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| Joy and wonder filled your soul and when
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| The angel slipped away
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| You knew your life would never be the same
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| And now you’re travelling, travelling on a road to Bethlehem
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| Wandering thoughts fly away
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| If you knew the road that lay ahead of Him
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| Would you break down and cry?
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| Your child is born to die
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| Feel that hand of strength upon your own
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| A husband’s love that guides along the way
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| And as his understanding has grown
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| His hopes too are centered on that day
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| For do you remember the way he looked back then
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| Pain and sorrow filled his eyes until when
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| The angel came to say
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| The Savior’s birth was meant to be this way
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| Think back on that promise you recieved
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| For him in whom the prophets long believed
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| Now belongs to you, you’ve been chosen too
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| But He’s the One Who’s gonna shine
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| We call His name Jesus, Immanuel
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| He’ll save His people from sin and hell
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| And of His kingdom there will be no end |