The Journey to Bethlehem (Spontaneous) - Justin Rizzo

I can see

Them walking

Down the road

I can see

Them walking

Down the road

All alone

Having to leave

Their home

Having to leave

Make the journey to Bethlehem

All alone

All alone

And nearing the city passing by

The rolling hills in the distance

Wondering if this was the place

Where their father David

Spent his days

Now entering the city

The time had come

To give birth

Now entering the city

The time had finally come

To give birth

But there was nowhere, nowhere to go

But there was nowhere, there was nowhere to go

Frantically searching to and fro

Knocking on every door

Frantically searching

Knocking on every door

But there was no room

For them

And there was nowhere to go

Here they find themselves

And they are all alone

Wondering

Lord, did you not speak to us, that this would be the Messiah?

Did you not send an angel to prophecy

That this would be the King?

The very Son of God

Lord, did you not speak?

Lord, where are you now?

For there is nowhere to go

As they’re asking the question

I can hear the voice of the Lord speak

Says

«Seemingly driven by Ceaser’s hand

Yet it was my sovereign plan

In the city of David

The place where kings are born

Seemingly driven by desperate need

Yet it was My own decree

To be born so lowly

To be born so lowly»

This is who You are

Blessed are the meek

That they will inherit the earth

Blessed are the poor for their’s is the kingdom of heaven

Blessed are the humble for they

They will be exalted to the highest place