In Bethlehem, in a manger one night,
Was born our Lord, a child with skin like snow;
No, no, no! He was dark, as black as night!
I have to ask: why do we argue so?
What color, do you think, were His new eyes?
They were probably a dark shade of brown,
But what’s it matter? He created skies!
This season, we honor that God came down
Let’s stop our fighting and our bickering;
He was not born for one color of skin
Celebrate Jesus Christ, our new born King!
And remember, later, He died for sin
We must not forget—and His was a flood—
What matters most: the color of His blood
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