One Christmas Eve
Wayne Watson
He was a loving father Gentle master of his home But all alone against their love for God No Savior of his own Unmoved and softly cynical Of those he thought naïve God come to earth? A virgin birth? No, how could anybody believe? His Christmas evening solitaire Beside the fire's glow Out of the window tiny sparrows In the spell of a chilling snow And moved with deep compassion With a redeeming plan, he rose And tried in vain to gather them To a shelter from the killing winter cold Oh, but simple creatures seldom Comprehend the ways of man And sometimes love expressed Is met with doubt and fear, uh-huh He thought, "If I could only fly among you I know I could make you understand Just for one moment walk beside you I know it would all be clear It would all be clear" And even before the thought had left his mind Christmas bells from far away Reminded him of simple truth He'd denied until that very day How Jesus born the Savior Walked this earth with mortal man, uh-huh Another soul brought safely home And Christmas would never be the same again It would never be the same again It would never be the same, oh, no Never be the same It would never be the same
