HOPE'S SONG - Rebecca St. James

HOPE'S SONGRebecca St. James

THERE'S A STORY THAT STARTED ON CHRISTMASWHEN A BABY WAS BORN IN THE NIGHTAND THOSE WHO CAME FARWHO FOLLOWED THE STARWERE SEEING A HEAVENLY SIGHTA HEAVENLY SIGHT

WELL THE YEARS HURRIED BYAND THE BOY, NOW A MANCOULD MAKE THE BLIND SEE WITH A TOUCH OF HIS HANDHE WAS BORN TO BE KINGHE WAS RABBI AND PRIESTBUT THE BEST THAT HE HADHE GAVE TO THE LEASTHE GAVE TO THE LEAST

HE WAS BORN AND HE DIEDALMOST 2, 000 YEARS AGOHE LAUGHED AND HE CRIEDHE FELT ALL THE FEARS WE KNOWBUT WHAT DOES IT MATTERA STORY SO STRANGEEVEN IF IT IS TRUEWHAT DOES IT CHANGEWHAT DOES IT CHANGE

WELL HE SPOKE LIKE A PROPHETLIKE NO ONE THEY'D HEARDTHIS SIMPLE YOUNG CARPENTERCROWDS HUNG ON EVERY WORDHE HATED INJUSTICEHE TAUGHT WHAT IS RIGHTHE SAID 'I'M THE WAYAND THE TRUTH, AND THE LIGHT

HIS FRIENDS SOON BELIEVEDTHAT TRULY HE WAS THE ONETHE SAVIOR, MESSIAHGOD'S ONE AND ONLY SONBUT OTHERS, THEY DOUBTEDTHEY DID NOT AGREESO THEY TOOK HIMTHEY TRIED HIM,HE DIED ON A TREEHE DIED ON A TREE

GOD HAS MADE A WAYFOR ALL WHO MOURN AND GRIEVEDEATH WILL NEVER BE THE ENDIF YOU JUST BELIEVE

THERE IS NOTHING LEFT TO FEARNOTHING HEAVEN KNOWSFOR HE DIED FOR US TO GIVE US LIFEAND TO GIVE US HOPE HE ROSEHE DIED FOR US TO GIVE US LIFEAND TO GIVE US HOPE HE ROSE