My eyes fill with tears, as I think upon this child, born in Bethlehem.
On him I place my trust, on him I will depend.
This babe who now sleeps so peaceful and still, will one day give his life for me
on a cross upon a hill.
He is so precious, so tiny, yet he came to set me free. I cannot bear to think upon what he endured for me on Calvary.
Yes, the child is more than just a person who is written about in history. He is my every breath, the One my heart desires, the One who will set me free!