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Verse 1 |
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On this day |
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God got a mother |
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Wisdom is now as simple as a baby |
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God's might, a baby's weakness |
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All this happened on Christmas day |
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Chorus 1 |
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Sleep, sleep |
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sleep, don't weep |
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in the sweetness of your mother's arms |
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Now we can say, God is one of us |
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Verse 2 |
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There He lay in a throne of hay |
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God dressed in clothes |
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God with ten cold toes |
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Who could have known |
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that God lay here |
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All this happened on Christmas day |
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Chorus 2 |
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Sleep, sleep |
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sleep, don't weep |
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in the sweetness of your mother's arms |
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Now we can say, God is here to stay |
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Interlude |
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Outside a cold wind is blowing |
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Outside the census is knocking |
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There are calls for a slaughter |
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Don't be afraid |
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He is one of us |
