Verse
Bethlehem, a tiny place
So filled with the human race
That they could not see the face
Of the Baby bringing saving grace
His purpose was to save all men
And lead them to be born again
Yet when He came that blessed night
No hungry souls did he find in
Chorus
Bethlehem, House of Bread
Place where my soul is fed
Lord help me see Your face
As I sit here in this holy place
Don’t let me lose sincerity
Lose sight of reality
In Bethlehem, House of Bread
Verse
We’re so busy here below
We forget this blessed truth we know
We’ve become accustomed to the scene
Of all who say they’ve been redeemed
Could it be that if He came
Today would softly call your name
That you with all your hurried ways
Could hear and recognize this place as
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