Amy Grant. Emmanuel, God With Us. Zeneszám

We dim the light, we stoke the fire
We breathe the evergreen
Young ones wait while the old ones make up
Tales of how it used to be

China dolls, candy corn, painted wooden toys
Treasures found to the wondrous sound
Of caroling the Savior
Born to us on Christmas morn

Emmanuel, God with us
Emmanuel
Emmanuel, God with us
The son of Israel

And still he calls through the night
Beyond the days of old
A voice of peace to the weary ones
Who struggle with the human soul

All of us, travelers, through a given time
Who can know what tomorrow holds
But over the horizon surely you and I will find

Emmanuel, God with us
Emmanuel
Emmanuel, God with us
The son of Israel

And the years they come and the years they go
Though we may forget somehow
That the child once born in Bethlehem
Is still among us now

Emmanuel
Emmanuel, God with us
The son of Israel

Emmanuel, God with us
Emmanuel
Emmanuel, God with us
The son of Israel
The son of Israel
The son of Is-Israel