The 12 Tunes of Christmas – Day 1

It’s that time of year again! The time when we count down the days until Christmas with a bunch of great tunes. Some well-known, some a little more obscure. Some serious, some silly. All guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and a song to your heart as we celebrate our Savior’s birth with those we love most.

This year I thought I’d kick things off with an upbeat number. Even though it’s technically not a “Christmas” song, this song begins at the manger scene and concludes with the Lord crushing the serpent’s head.

mewithoutYou – A Stick, A Carrot & String

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  1. the horse’s hay beneath his head
    our Lord was born to a manger bed
    that all whose wells run dry
    could drink of his supply

    to keep him warm, the sheep drew near
    so grateful for His coming here
    come with news of grace
    come to take my place
    the donkey whispered in his ear
    “child, in 30-some-odd years
    you’ll ride someone who looks like me
    untriumphantly”

    the cardinals warbled a joyful song
    he’ll make right what man made wrong
    bringing low the hills
    that the valleys might be filled

    then “child”, asked the birds
    “well, aren’t they lovely words we sing?”
    the tiny baby layed there
    without saying anything

    at a distance stood a mangy goat
    with the crooked teeth and a matted coat
    weary eyes and worn
    chipped and twisted horns

    thinking “maybe I’ll make friends someday
    with the cows and the hens in the rambouillet
    but for now, I’ll keep away
    I’ve got nothing smart to say”

    there’s a sign on the barn
    in the cabbage town
    “when the rain picks up
    and the sun goes down
    sinners, come inside
    with no money, come and buy

    no clever talk, nor a gift to bring
    requires our lowly, lovely king
    come now empty handed, you don’t need anything”

    and the night was cool
    and clear as glass
    with the sneaking snake in the garden grass
    deep cried out to deep
    the disciples fast asleep

    and the snake perked up
    when he heard You ask
    “if you’re willing that
    this cup might pass
    we could find our way back home
    maybe start a family all our own”

    “but does not the Father guide the Son?
    not my will, but yours be done.
    what else here to do?
    what else for me, but You?”

    and the snake who’d held the world
    a stick, a carrot and a string
    was crushed beneath the foot
    of your not wanting anything

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