How can it be that a stable so small
Could somehow contain enough room for us all?
It's a story that turned the whole world upside down
Giving birth to a kingdom where lost hopes are found
It might sound too wonderful, too good to be
I think I feel hope being born in me
How can it be that a poor peasant girl
Was chosen to mother the King of the world?
And there in that moment the tiniest spark
Grew into the flame that erases the dark
It might sound too wonderful, too good to be
I think I feel hope being born in me
How could it be that a baby's first breath
Would be the beginning of conquering death?
The lowly are lifted and given a voice
Now they sing with the angels, rejoice
It might sound too wonderful, too good to be
I think I feel hope being born in me
It might sound too wonderful, too good to be
I think I feel hope being born in me
