The Son
11 March 2004
11:42 P.M.

In the stillness of the night
In the calm before the storm
When the world discovers 'right'
With the cry of a babe new-born
In the happy, joyful times
In the times sorrow reigns
When the bells of the churches chime
He comes and He takes away all pain.
In love, he shares our joy
In grace, he eases our fears
He is with us all, with every girl and boy
He laughs with us; He wipes away our tears
I am so grateful for His awesome love
All of my praise and worship is for the Son
All the glory goes to Him above
Who fought against sin and, victorious, won.