(Chris Rice)

Tears are falling

Hearts are breaking

How we need to hear from God

You've been promised

We've been waiting

Welcome, Holy Child

Welcome, Holy Child



Hope that You don't

Mind our manger

How I wish we would have known

But long awaited

Holy Stranger

Make Yourself at home

Please make Yourself at home



Bring Your peace

Into our violence

Bid our hungry souls be filled

Word now breaking Heaven's silence

Welcome to our world

Welcome to our world



Fragile finger

Sent to heal us

Tender brow prepared for thorn

Tiny heart

Whose blood will save us

Unto us is born

Unto us is born



So wrap our injured

Flesh around you

Breathe our air and walk our sod

Rob our sin

And make us holy

Perfect Son of God

Welcome to our world