Sunday, December 28, 2008 @Sunday, December 28, 2008
Over the skies of
Bethlehem appeared a star
While angles sang to lowly shepards
Three wisemen seeking truth
Travelled from afar
Hoping to find the child of heaven
And falling on their knees
They bowed before the humble
Prince of Peace
I bring an offering of worship to my King
No one on earth deserves the praises that I sing
Jesus may you receive the honour that you're due
Oh Lord I bring an offering to you
The sun cannot compare
To the glory of your love
There is no shadow in your presence
No mortal man would dare
To stand before your throne
Before the holy one of heaven
It's only by your blood
And its only through your mercy
Lord I come
I bring an offering of worship to my King
No one on Earth deserves the prasies that I sing
Jesus may you receive the honour that you're due
Oh Lord I bring an offering to you
I bring an offering to you.