| A Savior Was Born |
| You have to pay your taxes, |
| The Emperor decreed, one day. |
| You must go to your own city. |
| So, many journeyed on their way, |
| The road was long and dusty. |
| The nights were freezing cold. |
| But, many had the Lord to guide them |
| Like the shepherd guides his fold. |
| Bethlehem was the destination |
| Of two weary travellers, that night. |
| They hoped to find a room there, |
| Out of the snow, so cold and white. |
| Gentle Mary, great with child, |
| And Joseph, the carpenter strong, |
| Found no room at any Inn ~ |
| After travelling all day long, |
| Finally, a stable was offered |
| And a Savior was born that day; |
| Jesus, who would grow up to die, |
| Our debt of sins He'd have to pay. |
| Gentle Mary went to Bethlehem |
| And a Savior was born that day; |
| Jesus, the reason for the season, |
| With love we celebrate your day. |
| © 2002 by Claytia Doran |
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