Hi friends! It’s Christmas Eve and I feel compelled to post what else but song lyrics. Simple and poetic, they speak to more than just a baby Jesus in a manger, but to the God who made himself nothing. Merry Christmas, y’all! Andrew Peterson – Gather Round Ye Children, from Behold the Lamb of God Gather round, ye children, come Listen to the old, old story Of the power of death undone By an infant born of glory Son of God, Son of Man Gather round, remember now How creation held its breath How it let out a sigh And it filled up the sky with the angels Son of God, Son of Man So sing out with joy for the brave little boy Who was God but he made himself nothing Well he gave up his pride and he came here to die like a man Therefore God exalted him to the place of highest praises And he gave him the name above every name That at the very name of Jesus Son of God So in heaven and earth and below Every knee would bow and worship And every tongue would proclaim That Jesus, he reigns with the angels | 
