And Winter

by Christopher Kincaid

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released December 1, 2013

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Track Name: You Made Them Your Own
Wounded but walking.
A head full of heartache.
Trying to recall who I am.
Nothing to show
for these wars I've been waging,
but two little boys in my hands.
The ghosts in my breath
lead me out of the pathways
that offered me such hurt and harm.
With memories of a childhood Christmas,
I'm held tight within winter's arms.

Here I sing this lonely song.
Praying for a place to belong.

Down in the valley
i feel my heart beating,
Trying its best to go on.
Half of it bold
and half of it breaking,
but all of it scarred by the fall.

And on the road you found me.
You gave shelter from the cold.
A place to lay my weary head,
and a hand to hold.

It doesn't matter what mistakes I have made,
my failures will fade.
I am home.
It doesn't matter what the past has to say,
I've been given grace.
I am home.

God bless these silhouettes that dance
across this window pane.
For not too long ago, there was no light to show them.
And bless this gentle night,
the fire inside this family,
and these tired legs, lest I forget where I've been.

It doesn't matter if there is snow on the ground.
What was broken is covered.
I am home.
I don't care about the gifts all around.
What was lost is now found.
I am home.
It doesn't matter what mistakes I have made,
my failures will fade.
I am home.
It doesn't matter what the past has to say,
I've been given grace.
I am home.

These wandering souls,
you made them your own.
Track Name: Gift To The Magi
To Bethlehem, we travel on,
with one bright star to follow,
to worship the one who will become
the world's today and tomorrow.

Beauty has come to us all.
Born to the world, of a virgin.
The heavens announce his birth.
The light of the world, he will shine on us.

So to Bethlehem, we travel on,
with one bright star to follow,
to bow before sovereign royalty,
the king of earth and of heaven.

A ruler has come to us all.
A monarch with mercy and wisdom.
All power and praise unto him.
The kingdom of glory will reign over us.

So to Bethlehem, we travel on,
with one bright star to follow,
offering gold, frankincense and myrrh
to the one who will ransom our hearts.

We give this gold to your kingly throne
that we lay our lives before.
Incense to burn, our fragrance to stir
in the courts of our high priest and lord.
Anointing oil for a savior interred,
he will overcome death and the grave.
A babe, to a man, to a king, to a sacrifice,
the word of God walking in flesh.