God’s Son was born in a stable
He had no reservations
To send Jesus, Emmanuel
God’s in-the-flesh incarnation
The stable was smelly and dusty
God had no reservations
To enter the finite world
And walk with His creation
At the inn, there was no room
God had no reservations
To show there is room in His kingdom
For those needing restoration
God had no reservations,
But do you and I?
To welcome Him, as Saviour
But His reign and kingship deny
God had no reservations
To prove His love to us
Upon the splintered cross
The spotless lamb, Jesus
Christ died, defeated sin
And paid for our salvation
But He couldn’t stay in the tomb
God had no reservations
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