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Standing at the door step
by Walter Jones (Age: 63)
copyright 01-24-2003


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
Standing at the doorstep waiting to come in
A stranger to the nation
He is looking for a friend

His parents were a little strange to see.
One was a carpenter and the other a girl of thirteen.

He was born in stable in a town called Bethlehem
attended by Angels, Shepherds and wise men.

A stranger to the nation he is looking for a friend
He is standing at your doorstep waiting to come in.

Don’t you harbor any hatred, don’t you hold any grudge,
He is your brother, sent from God above.

A stranger to the nation he is looking for a friend
He is standing at your doorstep waiting to come in.

He is a savor to the nation, looking for friend.
He has picked you, won't you please let him in.

Now each of us is willing but few understand.
The meaning of this birth to all of man.

For he is standing on the door step
waiting to come in,
to free you of your worry, to free you, of your sin.

A savor to the nation he is looking for a friend.
He is standing at your doorstep waiting to come in.

In the quite of the evening, as the snow falls all around, he trods so softly looking all around
He’s searching for the stable in your town

Standing at the doorstep waiting to come in,
hoping he will find a friend,

Standing at your door step waiting to come in
a stranger to the nation, he is looking for a friend

Born in a little town, called Bethlehem
and he is looking for you and me.

He is standing at your doorstep waiting to come in
a savor to a nation, he is looking for a friend

Inside his heart is love for all man kind
and he shed his blood to set you free.

He is standing at your doorstep waiting to come in,
a savor to a nation, he is looking for a friend

With the beauty of life eternal,
he calls to you and me.

and he is standing on your doorstep waiting to come in
a stranger to a nation, he is looking for friend


Open up your heart and gladly let him in

This stranger to the nation, who died to be your friend


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07-04-2003 Bill Stage    

nice job


01-27-2003 Nancy Pawley    

What a wonderful poem, Walter..well done.
Nancy


01-24-2003 Kattie Reinhart    

Hi, your poem has a deep insight to life.
Kattie


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