Labor of love

Nogmaals een song uit de collectie van gisteren. Deze keer met een mooie filmclip.
In de titel zit een leuke woordspeling. "A labor of love" is volgens het woordenboek een "liefdewerk". Maar "labor" betekent ook letterlijk de geboorteweeën. In de geboorte van onze Heiland vinden we beide aspecten helemaal verenigd.
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Labor of Love
from "Behold the Lamb of God"
Words and music by Andrew Peterson

Lyrics:

It was not a silent night
There was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry
In the alleyways that night
On the streets of David's town

And the stable was not clean
And the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
Had no mother's hand to hold

It was a labor of pain
It was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love

Noble Joseph at her side
Callused hands and weary eyes
There were no midwives to be found
In the streets of David's town
In the middle of the night

So he held her and he prayed
Shafts of moonlight on his face
But the baby in her womb
He was the maker of the moon
He was the Author of the faith
That could make the mountains move

It was a labor of pain
It was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark
With every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
For little Mary full of grace
With the tears upon her face
It was a labor of love

©2004 Andrew Peterson