Vicky Beeching - He made a way in a manger

^ALonging for a Savior A h^Eopeless world would wait ^DSin demanded just^Aice At a pric^Ee we could not pay; ^{B A}But God displayed his mercy The ^Egreatest gift of love ^DWhen we could not reach he^Aaven ^EHeaven came to us.^B

^EHe made ^Aa way i^En a manger ^BA way through the S^Eon ^AMessiah the pr^Eomised Before ^Fmtime had be^Bgun; ^AFor God so loved this w^Eorld Though he ^C#mknew what love would c^F#ost ^F#mHe made a way in ^Ea manger ^{A B}To make a way to the cros^As. ^E

^AIn Bethlehem a stable Be^Ecame a throne of grace ^DAs God himself our S^Aavior ^EDrew near to take our p^Blace; ^AHis mother smiled in wonder As s^Ehepherds stood in awe ^DThe sacrifice of^A heaven ^ELay sleeping in the stra^Bw.

^AHe is the life that died ^Eour death ^F#mThe precious Lord^E Jesus ^C#mLaid dow^Dn his sweet hea^Ed.

^EAway in a manger, no cri^Ab for a^E bed ^BThe little Lord ^EJesus ^ALaid down his s^Bweet h^C#mead ^{B E}The stars in the sky l^Aooked down where He lay ^{E F#m}The little Lor^Ed Jesus, asleep ^F#mon the ^Ahay. ^{B A}