As I look out my window
On this beautiful morn
I think of what it was like
The day that You were born.

Was the air a little crisper?
Did the sky seem more blue?
Was the beauty in the sunrise more intense
As it rose in honor of You?

Did all of creation’s groaning stop
As it welcomed You that day?
A precious little baby
Who came to show us the way.

You came to look through human eyes
And touched with human hands
To feel the pain that we all feel
To be God and yet a man.

You came to give the sacrifice.
The one that covers them all
From the largest of all my sins
Down to the very small.

What can I give you?
How can I ever repay?
I have nothing but my life.
Take it all I pray

As I look out my window
On this beautiful morn.
I worship Emmanuel, God with us,
And thank Him that He was born.

Happy Birthday Jesus!!!!