Mary Held The Lord

(Verse 1)

A chilly wind was whispering

Through Bethlehem that night,

The world was worn and waiting

For a glimpse of Heaven’s light.

And in a humble stable

Where the weary came to rest,

A virgin girl knelt trembling

With a Baby at her breast.

(Pre-Chorus)

Who could know the holy wonder

Hidden in that newborn form?

Who could fathom what she carried

In the quiet of the morn?

(Chorus)

Mary held the Lord—

The hands that shaped the seas.

Mary held the Lord—

The breath of galaxies.

The King of all creation

In her arms so small, so frail;

Oh, the mystery of mercy:

God chose to be held.

(Verse 2)

She traced His tiny fingers,

The author of all days.

She whispered songs of comfort

To the One the angels praise.

Joseph watched in awe and wonder,

Stillness settled like a prayer,

As Heaven touched the earth that night

Within that manger there.

(Pre-Chorus)

Stars leaned close to see the miracle

Every prophecy foretold—

The Shepherd of the nations

Wrapped in cloth against the cold.

(Chorus)

Mary held the Lord—

The hands that shaped the seas.

Mary held the Lord—

The breath of galaxies.

The King of all creation

In her arms so small, so frail;

Oh, the mystery of mercy:

God chose to be held.

(Bridge)

And all our fears,

And all our sins,

Found hope within that place.

For Love Himself

Stepped down to us

With newborn, gentle grace.

(Final Chorus)

Mary held the Lord—

Salvation’s Holy Child.

Mary held the Lord—

God’s heart made meek and mild.

The Savior for the sinner,

Heaven’s gift to broken men;

And the arms that held Him first that night

Would feel His grace again.

Oh, Mary held the Lord…

And now He holds us still.