The Father Gives

The Father Gives

[Verse 1]
How is it I can be the man 
chosen to raise a king?
What do You see, in who I am,
to teach the Son of man?
Yet, You chose me to be the one,
who listens to Your voice.
But I am scared, Lord God, I'm scared,
To train this little boy.

[Chorus]
Father above, what grace You show,
to trust Your Son to me.
I see His face — Your light on earth,
a gift of mystery.
My hands are rough, yet You have planned,
this night through history.
The Father gives, the father stands,
in awe this Christmas day.

[Verse 2]
The angels came and spoke Your name, 
to comfort and to guide.
To take this role, to be the one,
To look into his eyes;
And teach Him to do all those things
He knows, the faith and trust.
But look at me, I'll bend my knee,
and praise You, Messiah!

[Chorus]
Father above, what grace You show,
to trust Your Son to me.
I see His face — Your light on earth,
a gift of mystery.
My hands are rough, yet You have planned,
this night through history.
The Father gives, the father stands,
in awe this Christmas day.

[Verse 3]
A father's love and sacrifice 
gives all He has, and more.
To hold his child and see them grow
But feel the sting of pain.
A father lets His children fall
To see them rise again
But did I know how true that was, 
for the child in cradle laid.

[Chorus]
Father above, what grace You show,
to trust Your Son to me.
I see His face — Your light on earth,
a gift of mystery.
My hands are rough, yet You have planned,
this night through history.
The Father gives, the father stands,
in awe this Christmas day.

[Bridge]
What kind of night, what kind of grace,
that God should sleep so near?
My heart is full, my hands still shake,
with wonder, love, and fear.
I see myself within this plan,
so small, yet chosen too.
If You could trust this child to man,
then I can trust in You.

If You could trust this child to man,
then I can trust in You.