| Mary, the Son of God is sleeping in your bed
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| It’s a holy mighty crown that awaits His head
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| But that’s not who sweet Mary sees at all
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| She sees a precious baby lying in a manger stall
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| Oh but He deserves more than this
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| This child who’s know God’s kiss
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| Chorus
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| And Mary, sweet Mary cries
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| And prays inside her heart for God to dry her eyes
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| And Mary, she understands That we’re all in God’s hands
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| Every mother, every child and sweet Mary cries
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| When the boy became a man they took Him away
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| He who was without sin was made to pay
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| When Mary looks upon the cross
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| She sees that precious baby lying in a manger stall
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| Oh but when she sees His face
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| Her heart can’t help but break
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| With all this celebrating we get lost along the way
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| When we forget the reason why we have a Christmas Day
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| And Mary, sweet Mary cries
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| And prays inside her heart for God to dry her eyes
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| And Mary, you understands That we’re all in God’s hands
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| Every mother, every child and sweet Mary cries |