Jesus Is Born, I Am Healed

This year bent my knees but it didn't break my soul.

I walked through fire, carried burdens no one knows.

I smiled through storms, cried behind closed doors. Held onto faith

when I had nothing left to hold. I lost my way,

I lost my strength, I lost my ground. But heaven heard

every tear, I never made a sound. Now the night is quiet

and the world stands still. I hear a promise whispering, "My child be

healed". In a manger wrapped in glory, hope was born for