The summer's passed
The harvest came
The winter's breath
It feels the same
Our homes are warm
The doors are locked
The greens are hung
Our trees are stocked
Warm homes and cold streets
Who will help them?
Who will help?
Every year, we cry for peace
Come Lord, please!
Come Lord, please!
'Cause we need you now more than ever
Like Jerusalem, we do not know the way
'Cause if our theology was better
We would ask you here to stay
And it'd be all about the presence...
We spare our change
But nothing changes
The bells still ring
We buy more things
So Christmas comes
And Christmas goes
We have more stuff
And they have no clothes
Blind eyes with no tears
Who will heal us?
Who will save, who will
Peal the bells, unstop our ears?
Come down here, Lord,
Come down here!
'Cause we need you now more than ever
Like Jerusalem, we do not know the time
'Cause if our economy was stronger
Then we would not have a dime
And it'd be all about the presence...
Is it all about the presence?
If God stopped by
For Christmas dinner
Would he be fed?
At least some bread?
And if he brought
A baby with him
Would they find rest
Here in the West?
This could be our sign
Who will tell them?
Who will share
Our joy and love, our hope and peace?
Immanuel!
Come Lord, please
'Cause we need you now more than ever
Like Jerusalem, we do not know our place
'Cause if our community was bigger
We would recognize your face
And it'd be all about the presence...
Is it all about the presence?
Or is it all about the presents...
--korywilcox // www.korywilcox.com
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