Come to the Stable
Come to the stable as you are,
lost and weary, tired and worn.
Come to the place where Christ was born.
Come, O child of God.
In a manger bed, God became manifest,
so the angels sang on that Christmas night.
In that tiny babe, earth was truly blest,
love beyond all telling came to light.
Come to the stable as you are,
lost and weary, tired and worn.
Come to the place where Christ was born.
Come, O child of God.
Born in Bethlehem, this little winter child,
God incarnate, Prince of Peace, Emmanuel,
brought hope to those who find the manger
in another's eyes, seeing God with us still dwells.
Come to the stable as you are,
lost and weary, tired and worn.
Come to the place where Christ was born.
Come, O child of God.
Into hearts of stone, Christ brings his holy light,
shining through the darkness of greed and strife,
and this Word Made Flesh is the song that must be heard,
the Word of Love for us to bring to life.
Come to the table as you are,
lost and weary, tired and worn.
Come be a place where Christ is born.
Come, O child of God.
Christ is born. Come,
O child of God.
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