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• Artiste: Anne Wilson
• Titre: The Manger
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They're puttin' decorations up in front of my old church The shepherds and the wise men and the hay There's Joseph and his Mary lookin' down at Heaven's birth And the angel sayin', "Don't you be afraid" It makes me stop and think about how You showed up down here In a humble bed made of nails and wood You could've picked a palace, somethin' more fit for a King But then the story wouldn't be as good From the highest of the high to the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost, there's no sinner too far gone To find a Savior lyin' in the manger There's a star up in the sky and it's callin' all the least of these Come make your way to where your hope is found If I'm honest, some days I feel too far out of reach But the manger reminds me love reached down From the highest of the high to the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost, there's no sinner too far gone To find a Savior lyin' in the manger Oh, oh, oh You were carried by a manger, and just thirty-three years later By a rugged cross made from nails and wood And the tears fill up my eyes, You didn't have to give Your life But then the story wouldn't be as good From the highest of the high to the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost, there's no sinner too far gone To find a Savior lyin' in the manger Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay