It should have been a palace, bright,
When He came of humble birth,
But instead He came in manger-stall,
The King of all the Earth.
He might have been some high-born Prince,
Some King of Israel...
But instead He came to live with us;
Our Lord, Emmanuel.
He could have gone some other way;
Sent another in His place.
And still He knew that only He
Could wipe tears from my face.
O, King of Glory, Lord of Lords!
How can I pay my debt?
For the God of Earth and Heav'n most high
Has all my duty met.
12.21.16
Merry Christmas!
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