I have traveled many moonless nights. Cold and weary with a babe inside. And I wonder what I've done. Holy father you have come. And chosen me now to carry your son.
I have traveled many moonless nights. Cold and weary with a babe inside. And I wonder what I've done. Holy father you have come. And chosen me now to carry your son.
I have travelled many moonless night. Cold and weary, with a babe inside. And I wonder what I've done. Holy Father, you have come. And chosen me now. To carry your son.