Where The Manger Meets My Soul Lyrics

The lights flicker on, like stars in a quiet sky,

But the glow feels different, softer on my tired eyes.

The wreath hangs heavy, like the weight I used to bear,

But tonight, it whispers grace into the winter air.

The snow falls slow, each flake a second chance,

A dance of forgiveness on this holy expanse.

I hear the carols, not just words, but a calling,

A melody for the broken and the falling.

I'm born again this Christmas, where the manger meets my soul,

Where mercy flows like rivers, and the broken are made whole.

It's not the gifts, not the feast, it's the love that set me free,

Born again this Christmas, where Christ came down for me.

I see my scars in the candlelight's glow,

Like shadows cast by the fire I used to know.

But the flame burns steady, not to wound but to warm,

A reminder of the shelter I've found in the storm.

The ornaments hang, each one a fragile truth,

Stories of a shattered past, redeemed in my youth.

The silence wraps around like a winter coat,

A quiet peace in every note.

I'm born again this Christmas, where the manger meets my soul,

Where mercy flows like rivers, and the broken are made whole.

It's not the gifts, not the feast, it's the love that set me free,

Born again this Christmas, where Christ came down for me.

The tree points upward, like a hand to the sky,

A symbol of the hope I once let die.

The star above, it cuts through the night,

Guiding me home, toward the Savior's light.

Each step I take feels like a prayer,

On this holy night, I know He's there.

I'm born again this Christmas, where the manger meets my soul,

Where mercy flows like rivers, and the broken are made whole.

It's not the gifts, not the feast, it's the love that set me free,

Born again this Christmas, where Christ came down for me.

The bells ring out, not in triumph but grace,

An anthem of freedom for the weary and displaced.

This Christmas, I'm not who I used to be,

I'm born again, where Christ came down for me.