On Christmas Jesus was so little, so small
Vulnerable in a humble horse stall
Waiting to grow up and set the world free
Not knowing what it is like to be
Human
Missing his home up in heaven
But wanting to warn us of the leaven
of the Pharisees
Born to rule the universe
After giving us many a verse
to memorize
First he had to die for our sin
So that we might win
in the end
Now he sits next to the Father
Feeling happy that he doesn't have to bother
With walking all over this crazy earth anymore
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