RSVP Voices feat. David Hill - Child of the Stables Secret Birth Lyrics

Lyrics Child of the Stables Secret Birth - RSVP Voices feat. David Hill



Child of the stable's secret birth,
The Lord by right of the lords of earth,
Let angels sing of a King newborn,
The world is weaving a crown of thorn:
A crown of thorn for that infant head
Cradled soft in the manger bed.
Eyes that shine in the lantern's ray;
A face so small in its nest of hay,
Face of a child who is born to scan
The world he made through the eyes of man:
And from that face in the final day
Earth and heaven shall flee away.
Voice that rang through the courts on high,
Contracted now to a wordless cry,
A voice to master the wind and wave,
The human heart and the hungry grave:
The voice of God through the cedar trees
Rolling forth as the sound of seas.
Infant hands in a mother's hand,
For none but Mary may understand
Whose are the hands and the fingers curled
But his who fashioned and made the world;
And through these hands in the hour of death
Nails shall strike to the wood beneath.
Child of the stable's secret birth,
The Father's gift to a wayward earth,
To drain the cup in a few short years
Of all our sorrows, our sins, and tears--
Ours the prize for the road he trod:
Risen with Christ; at peace with God.



Writer(s): Samuel Rathbone


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