Little
Boy Christmas
Oh Little boy Christmas
the Savior to be
If you are called Jesus
Then what's this I see
No room for the Christ child
No place for your head
Why is it a manger
You use for a bed
The clothes you are wearing
Are not clothes at all
Oh little boy Christmas
Born there in a stall
And where are the blankets
To warm your soft skin
Instead of the hay
That you're resting in
If angels sent notice
To kings from afar
Why is it you're sleeping
Outside beneath stars
Oh little boy Christmas
My heart breaks in two
You'll die for a world that
Will crucify you
by
Ronnie D. Shreve
© 2002, used with permission
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