It's not just about the manger, where the baby lay
It's not all about the angels who sang for him that day
It's not just about the shepherds or the bright and shining star
It's not all about the wisemen who travelled from afar
It's about the cross, it's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about the stone, that was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross, it's about the cross
It's not just about the presents underneath the tree
It's not all about the feeling that the season brings to me
It's not just about coming home to be with those you love
It's not all about the beauty in the snow I'm dreaming of
The beginning of the story is wonderful and great
But it's the ending that can save you and that's why we celebrate
It's about the cross, it's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about God's love, nailed to a tree
It's about every drop of blood that flowed from Him when it should have been me
It's about the stone, that was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's not all about the angels who sang for him that day
It's not just about the shepherds or the bright and shining star
It's not all about the wisemen who travelled from afar
It's about the cross, it's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about the stone, that was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross, it's about the cross
It's not just about the presents underneath the tree
It's not all about the feeling that the season brings to me
It's not just about coming home to be with those you love
It's not all about the beauty in the snow I'm dreaming of
The beginning of the story is wonderful and great
But it's the ending that can save you and that's why we celebrate
It's about the cross, it's about my sin
It's about how Jesus came to be born once
So that we could be born again
It's about God's love, nailed to a tree
It's about every drop of blood that flowed from Him when it should have been me
It's about the stone, that was rolled away
So that you and I could have real life someday
So that you and I could have real life someday
It's about the cross, it's about the cross
and it's the hand mime rendition that especially tugged at my heart strings. just wayyy too pretty. mimes are just awesome. 'nuff said.
blessed christmas.
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