音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
演唱
Josh Turner
Josh Turner
演唱
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
钢琴
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
键盘
Evan Hutchings
Evan Hutchings
Rich Brinsfield
Rich Brinsfield
贝司
Court Clement
Court Clement
电吉他
Nathan Dugger
Nathan Dugger
原声吉他
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
表演者
作曲和作词
Anne Wilson
Anne Wilson
作曲
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
作曲
Matthew West
Matthew West
作曲
Tim Lauer
Tim Lauer
弦乐编曲
制作和工程
Jeff Pardo
Jeff Pardo
制作人
Jonathan Smith
Jonathan Smith
制作人
Sean Moffitt
Sean Moffitt
混音工程师
Jesse Brock
Jesse Brock
助理混音工程师
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
录音工程师
Joe Laporta
Joe Laporta
母带工程师

歌词

They're puttin' decorations up in front of my old church The shepherds and the wise men and the hay There's Joseph and his Mary lookin' down at Heaven's birth And the angel's sayin', "Don't you be afraid" It makes me stop and think about how You showed up down here In a humble bed made of nails and wood You could have picked a palace, somethin' more fit for a King But then the story wouldn't be as good From the highest of the high To the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost There's no sinner too far gone to find a Savior Lyin' in the manger There's a star up in the sky that's callin' all the least of these Come make Your way to where Your hope is found If I'm honest, some days I feel too far out of reach But the manger reminds me love reached down From the highest of the high To the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost There's no sinner too far gone to find a Savior Lyin' in the manger You were carried by a manger and just thirty-three years later By a rugged cross made from nails and wood And the tears fill up my eyes, You didn't have to give Your life But then the story wouldn't be as good From the highest of the high To the lowest of the low That stable tells a story of the distance You will go For the lonely and the lost There's no sinner too far gone to find a Savior Lyin' in the manger Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the sky looked down where He lay The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay
Writer(s): Jeffrey Thomas Pardo, Matthew West, Anne Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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