As little children we would dream of Christmas morn. .... Of all the gifts and toys we knew we'd find. .... . But we never realized a baby born one blessed night.
One small child in a land of a thousand. One small dream of a Savior tonight. One small hand reaching out to the starlight. One small Savior of love. One small Savior of love..
One small child in a land of a thousand. One small dream of a Savior tonight. One small hand reaching out to the starlight. One small Savior of life. One small Savior of love.
Great wars have been fought. Great crusades of the 'Saved'. Have been launched. (Over You). . Their heretic searches and inquisitorial taunts. (Over You).
One small Child in a land of a thousand.. One small dream of a Savior tonight.. One small hand reaching out to the starlight.. One small savior of life. Ooh..
I still feel the pain the darkness of yesterday. The clouds that held no rain. Illusions remain and memories mock the truth. But God can break these chains.
There's a father in your sweetest dreams. Who's always there to meet your needs. He never ever let you down. . There's a mother in your heart of hearts.
Once a good, young King came by, early in the morning. Hope soared, nearly to the sky, early in the morning. Yet that first hope nearly died with so little warning.