Paroles de Let Me Be Your Bethlehem

Is there no room in this world for you? Oh, let me be your Bethlehem It's cold outside—see, I've opened up my door Let my life be your Bethlehem Unto my life may you be born Is there no place for you to lay your head? Oh, let me be your manger. Rest in me and I will rest in you Rest in me, oh child my Savior Rest in me, Lord my Savior Born in a stable with the angels close at hand Strength became weakness that we might understand A God who is hungry, a king without a throne Emmanuel, a child is born Is there no one who will hold you, Lord? Oh, let me be your mother Heaven cannot hold your glory, Lord Yet I hold you in my arms!