Mary's Song from Baloo Lammy by Sarah DeShields

Joseph's hands, they shook as he laid down the cup of wine
Dark as blood and rich as grace, I would be his and he'd be mine
He didn't know that when the shame settled
That he would be the one to name the king of kings

And the cloth that bound our hands in union as we wed
were the same that bound our God as He laid in our straw bed
Now I know that Love is strong as death
and the Word of God has been born of my flesh
Yes the Word of God has been born of my flesh

When the Angel Gabriel came in the air was full
of the silence and the breath of the Holy One I knew
As He hovered over me there in the dark
I held it all close within my heart

As the fear came near my soul sang aloud
How my God raised the humble and turns away the proud
and all they'll hear will be the whispers of the wind
and the poor shall see the blessings of a King
Yes the poor shall see the blessing of a King

Let it be to me according to Your word

In the darkness of the night I gave into the pain
Where the cry of my own heart mixed with the cry of my babe
There in the straw He looked so small and still
But all the world will kneel before Him
Emmanuel

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