Breaking my bones, breaking my body
Servant of God, son of Mary
Taking my fame, taking what is me
Son of god, son of Mary
You came just as a child
You came all meek and mild
I wish that’s how He stayed
Oh I wish that’s how He stayed
Thinking about how it could have been
If there was room in the inn
Maybe then you wouldn’t have to pay
For my sins every Christmas day
You came just as a child
You came all meek and mild
I wish that’s how He stayed
Oh I wish that’s how He stayed
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