His Scarred Hands love s story

Birth came at the hour
A wife and a carpenter
Walked on the night to remember
They traveled door to door
To find a comfy bed
To lay their weary heads
For this baby boy born
Who was told to save the world
Laid him in a manger
And with full eyes on
They saw love, love, love.
Grew up to walk all cities
Laying hands on those who needed he
Lifting their heads just as it should be
Let children be with him
Let sinners be with him
And so a brighter day they'll see
They found love, love, love
When the hour had come down
They nailed him to a tree
With nails in his hands said all was complete
And on the third day
The stone was rolled away
Said he'll set a place for you and me
Said he'll be waiting for you and me
He'll wait out of love, love, love