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Well the news spread through |
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JerusalemTonight a child is born |
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There are shepherds fallin' to their knees |
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And angels blowin' horns |
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But in their golden halls, the pharisees |
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Scoffed and drank their wine |
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They said, "It's only Hebrew prophesyWe don't care and besides He's just a kidThat's all He isOne more pebble in the gravelOne more rumor in the rabbleHow can He be king? He's just a kid" |
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Well in no time it seemed |
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The world was knockin' on |
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His doorPerforming miracles and wonders |
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They had never seen before |
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Soon the pharisees stopped laughing |
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The silver sum was paid |
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And near the end |
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He knelt down |
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In the garden and |
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He prayedI'm just a kid, that's all |
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I amI'll need |
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Your strength to see me through it |
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If it is Your will |
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I'll do it |
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But how can |
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I be king, |
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I'm just a kid? |
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Now I think about the baby |
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And the man at |
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Christmas time |
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Of mothers, sons and fathers |
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And children just like mine |
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About the power in unselfishness |
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Love and sacrifice |
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The gift that we were given |
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And the price |
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And how the news spread through |
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JerusalemTonight a child is born |
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There are shepherds falling to their knees |
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And angels blowin' horns |
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I wonder how on earth the pharisees |
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Could scoff and drink their wine |
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And say, "He's only Hebrew prophesyWe don't care and besides, He's just a kidThat's all He isOne more pebble in the gravelOne more rumor in the rabbleAnd how can He be king? He's just a kid" |
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Oh, how can |
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He be king? |
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He's just a kid |
