John Mark McMillan
Baby Son
[Verse 1]
We thought You'd come with a crown of gold
A string of pearls and a cashmere robe
We thought You’d clinch an iron fist
And rain like fire on the politics

[Chorus]
But without a sword, no armored guard
But common born in mother's arms
The government now rests upon
The shoulders of this Baby Son

[Verse 2]
Have you no room inside your heart
The inn is full, the out is dark
But upon profane shines sacred sun
Not ashamed to be one of us

[Chorus]
But without a sword, no armored guard
But common born in mother's arms
The government now rests upon
The shoulders of this Baby Son

[Bridge]
Gloria, Allelu
Christ the Lord
We’ve longed for You
Gloria, Allelu
Christ the Lord
We've longed for You
Gloria, Allelu
Christ the Lord
We've longed for You
[Instrumental]