Come Hold My Son

A cold night in Bethlehem No fire to warm her hands She gives birth to the word made flesh The bread of life she puts in a manger She won't understand Why they come to adore Him But she'll say, "come hold my son, Come hold my son." At the temple she holds Him His eyes have seen His salvation Two turtle doves behold Him And she presents Him to the world She won't understand Why a sword will pierce Her heart But she'll say, "come hold my son, Come hold my son." Come hold Jesus Come hold Jesus In the streets of Jerusalem She cries out loud "where is my boy? He's gone to serve His father now His father's house is where He dwells." She won't understand His father's standing next to Him But she'll say, "come hold my son, Come hold my son." On the hill of Calvary A woman behold your son She watches Him nailed to a tree The child she bore grasps for air A loud cry and her heart is pierced The child she held has gone from her His body hangs without life They take Him down from the tree They lay Him in His mother's arms They lay Him in her arms She won't understand Why her son had to die But she said, "come hold my son, Come hold my son."