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Lyrics
(April Moriarty invited me to be a guest artist at "An Alpine Christmas," a lovely tradition in my home town that is hosted by April and Todd McCabe. She asked me to write a song for the evening, and I wrote this.)
THANK YOU FOR THE BABY JESUS
Thank You for the baby star in the sky.
Thank You for the baby cry on the breeze.
Thank You for the baby tear in my eye.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
Thank You for the baby sigh in the night.
Thank You for the baby promise it breathes.
Thank You for the lady holding Him tight.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
There is love like a lion, hope like a storm,
cold like the grave in that cradle so warm,
and strength in the seedling like an ocean of trees.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
Thank You for the baby lambs on the hill.
Thank You for the stable, and kings on their knees.
Thank you for the angels, calling me still.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
There is love like a lion, hope like a storm,
cold like the grave in that cradle so warm,
and strength in the seedling like an ocean of trees.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
You gave the Gracegiver to me, least of these.
Thank You for the baby Jesus.
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