Running
By Amee Lynne Shelley
Running to the manager
To see the new born King
A child wrapped in cloth
With angels present to sing.
Hallelujah, Glory to God.
Running to the river
To see the Son of Man
A perfect soul baptised
To fulfill his Father’s plan
Hallelujah, Glory to God.
Running to the mountain
To hear the words of peace
A message of love and forgiveness
That warful hearts should cease.
Hallelujah, Glory to God.
Running to the cross
To feel the weight of sin
A God descended below death
So all could rise again.
Hallelujah, Glory to God.
Running to each other
To be His heart and hands
A call to lift and succor
To heal our wounded land.
Hallelujah, Glory to God.
