There’s a Little Bethlehem in You and Me
When I think back to that cold dark night
The night when Christ was born;
I picture myself there in that scene
That very first Christmas morn.
And each of us can take our place
Right there on Christmas Day;
Which member of the manger story
Does each of you portray?
Are you the keeper of the inn
Who turned the child away?
Or are you those lowly animals
Who shared their beds of hay?
Are you the awestruck shepherd boy,
Amazed to see the Christ?
Or are you magi, rich and wise
Who brought their gifts so nice?
Are you the king who felt so threatened
He wanted the young child dead?
Or are you the loving parents
Who cradled the baby’s head?
Each one of us is living out
Our role in the Christmas story;
Our holiday times are ever joyous
All filled with wonder and glory.
But every day we treat the Lord
As those did at His birth
Are we like the shepherd, the magi, or king,
How do we rate His worth?
We live our lives
From day to day
And when we think of Christ
Some kneel in awe
Some turn away
Some act like they despise.
So look into your heart right now
And tell me what you see;
Each reacts differently
To our thoughts of Jesus,
‘Cause there’s a little
Bethlehem in you and me.