In the bleak midwinter, Imogen Heap style! Really love the Christina Rossetti poem, incredible Christmas lyrics, although I did change the odd word!

Hide and Bleak

Mary's Magnificat. Releasing the demo this year. A friend may cover out next year and do a good job of it!

Magnificat

The Angel came, and sang to her,
Of righteousness and peace on earth,
And all the world will know her baby boy.
The powerful will lose their thrones,	
And he will lift the broken ones,
The suffering, the lonely and the poor.
Quietly she sang along 
Full of hope, she joined the song:
“My soul, magnifies the Lord.”

At his birth, she wept for him,
This little God, this tiny king,
Her tears of joy, this precious baby boy.
His cry rang out, into the night,
She kissed his head, to comfort God,
Carefully she laid her baby down.
Quietly she whispered there,
Full of hope, and loving care,
“My soul, magnifies the Lord.”

Where is he now, the blessed child?
He’s eating bread, he’s running wild,
When he falls, she’s there to lift him up.
He grew into a man, of course, 
He healed the sick, and loved the lost
And prophesied a kingdom drawing near.
Full of faith, full of pride
His mother speaks, now at his side,  
“My soul, magnifies the Lord.”

When he died, she wept for him
Not as a God, or as a king,
Her tears were only for her baby boy.
And though she wept, though she raged,
She gave him up and, in her pain,
She braved the tomb and laid her baby down.
Quietly she whispered there,
Beyond hope, beyond care,
“My soul, magnifies the Lord.”

And when he rose, she wept again,
The garden in Jerusalem,
A reunited mama with her boy.
Mary knows salvations cost,
Redemption born, a mother’s loss,
And once again, she lay her baby down.
Faithfully she sings this song,
Full of hope, she carries on,
“My soul, magnifies the Lord.”

SteveHarding

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