VERSE 1:
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There's a tree in my living room
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and the season is in full bloom
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within my heart.
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Joyful giving is an art
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but let's take a moment to reflect
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on the Divine aspect
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of this celebration.
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In the little town of Bethleham
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the sacrificial lamb
D
in the humblest way
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came down from Heaven.
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Let us pray
CHORUS:
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And thank the Lord
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he came to earth.
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Let's thank the Lord
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for the virgin birth
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Let's praise the Lord
D
He's our savior
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thank the Lord
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for God's favor
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is His gift to us.
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Thank You, Jesus.
VERSE 2:
There's a gift under the tree
and the tag says it's for me.
But, I don't know
what is in it, though.
But, I know the greatest gift ever
given lasts forever.
He gave us salvation
if only we will believe on Him,
the sacrificial lamb.
I heard Him say
We will live in Heaven
So, Let us pray
(REPEAT CHORUS 2x's)
Verse 1:
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Kneeling before the throne,
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pleading to be shown
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just a just a little bit of grace
B
a tiny bit of mercy.
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Kneeling before the throne,
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seeking Your face seeking Your face
A
with just a tiny bit of faith
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within the heart of me.
Chorus:
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sometimes my faith
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is the size of a mustard seed.
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But, You said that's all I need
Verse 2:
My Lord doth saith
just a little faith
will surely grow in his presence
For He's the living water.
My Lord doth saith
I will surely grow in his presence
I will surely grow in his presence
For He's the living water.
(Bridge/Tag):
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(He's/You're) the living water
A
Who irrigates my heart
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and brings growth to
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this tiny mustard seed.
(chorus 3x's, then Tag)
They said I was being hysterical,
when I told them about the miracle
You performed in my life.
Pain, sin, guilt were rife
in the stone I called a heart.
Your love made that stone
softer than a dog's squishy toy
and filled it with joy.
I no longer feel all alone.
The moment I knelt in surrender
before You and declared
“my selfish ways end here
for I am impaired
by my own sin.
Lord, I invite You in
make my heart Your temple,”
I was born anew. So simple,
it was, to come to You.
Yet, when I told them about this miracle,
They said I was being hysterical.
Thankful to the One Above
I am for the opportunity to bless others
whether it's through a kind word
or good deed that covers
someone's heart with Your love.
For any opportunity, Lord,
to serve You, I am thankful.
For this blesses my soul.
Adam, with him, he took us all
When he so stubbornly did fall.
But forgiveness can be
ours because of God's compassion.
Upon the cross, He bore our sin,
but the tomb is empty.
The Pure Lamb was sacrificed.
Taking on our sinfulness, Christ
paid for our sin so vile.
But His tomb became empty
on the third day. Now we can be
free of our sin so vile.
Heaven is now my home sweet home.
As a pilgrim I simply roam
this little blue sphere
fishing for souls fishing for souls.
I shall keep fishing for for souls
as long as I am here.
Because Christ was sacrificed.
Taking on our sinfulness, Christ
paid for our sin so vile.
But His tomb became empty
on the third day. Now we can be
free of our sin so vile.
In the midst of my heart's winter,
Your Holy love built a fire.
May I always remain in the center
ofYour divine will. Oh, how I enter
Your presence in faith, and winter
becomes spring and my life is renewed.
It is only by grace that You'd
grow faith in this humble garden
in this, my heart, that was once hardened.
It is only by grace that my faith is renewed.
By grace I may enter
His Holy presence.
His grace makes no sense
but by faith I enter
By grace I may enter.
Grace is the essence
His merciful love is intense.
He is salvation's inventor.
By grace I may enter
His Holy presence.
Into the Holy presence
of salvation's inventor,
By grace I may enter.
I can't tell where I'm going
Don't know where I've been
But I feel I'm moving quickly
And I guess that's all there is
I've gone round in my head
Side to side within
Reason had too much sense
Foolishness left me behind
Walking to a dirt-road crossroad
Guess I'll say hello
Whiskey from the heavens
Daniels in my veins
Traveling to hell on that southern gothic train
Baptized my humanity in the river
Left my soul with the morning star
Guess I've lost it all
They say that those with nothing left
Have nothing left to lose
Well hell, I'm far past that
With no future, and no past
Don't mess with me, son
Or my face will be your last
Whiskey's long gone now
But the moon's still shining bright
And there's heaven to gain
But hell to pay
The brass is still warm
But I'm cold as the grave
Without Christ
we are dead for
we are only half a man
Without Christ
we live in our own
immorality not thinking
much of it
Without Christ we are
asleep and continue to sin
and be slaves to demons
Without Christ, ultimately,
we shall burn forever and ever
in our own suffering
Without Christ we are lost sheep
led to the slaughterhouse