A nation cries, mourning
A kingdom torn apart
The Promise left undone
By the sins they bore
Rachel is heard weeping
Her children are no more
Taken from her this night
Swallowed up in despair
Voices loud can be heard
Crying out for redemption
From all of their souls
Chained down by iniquity
In a calm and silent night
Fulfillment will be found
Through a prophesy foretold
Long ago in ancient days
Kings of a far off land
Would follow a distant star
To discover the sacred truth
To all they were searching for
And angels sing aloud
Of one sent from Heaven
As shepherds watch in awe
Hearing of a newborn king
In a near little village town
Far from lofty palace walls
An infant child born tonight
In a stable made of hay
And in this holy moment
A shadow would be cast
Leading to a wooden cross
Salvation born for us all
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