Was a real birth
In a real stable
In a real dusty, Judean town
And a real mother
Nursed her precious baby
And a bunch of wide eye shepherds garthered round
Real angels sang "Glory"
Real hope was born that day
I bet all I have on Jesus
I will throw myself on him
The one who died a real death for real sin
I bet all I have on Jesus
Throughout eternity
I will marvel at the real hope my Saviour won for me
Was a real life
He had real friends
He walked shoulder to shoulder with the lost
He wept real tears for the fallen ones
And he anguished over sin's dreadful cost
On a real cross cried "forgive them"
As his real life drained away
I have real fears
I do real sin
And I hurt the ones I cherish and adore
The real mercy of the true God
Sees the filthy, fallen, purchased and restored
And I cry "My God oh fill me
With a heart completely yours"
