Mary’s Song

Lying there, in a manger bare,

Just lying there, unaware of me

In thirty years, the Angels told me holding back their tears

You’ll have died, crucified for me



It doesn’t seem right, that one, so young, should have fight

To save all men, from this world of sin they relish in

It doesn’t seem fair that one so young and tender there

Should have to live and die for me.


What love, what joy

That God above should bless me with this boy

God’s own son, holy one, my king

Is it true, that men will come along and torture you

And as you’re tried, friends deny you too




The Angels said, that three days later you’ll rise from the dead

And then appear, to me my dearest son

Victory, you’ll have conquered death for all to see

Jesus Christ, sacrificed and lived.