Padre Bob

No Time for Salvation

By Bob Blackman

On the eve of Christ’s birth, and all through the town,

To register for census, thousands have come,

By order of Caesar Augustus, the crown.

To register for census, thousands have come,

Among them are Joseph and Mary, with child,

A long way from Nazareth, where they were from.

Among them are Joseph and Mary, with child.

In Bethlehem city, no room can be found.

“There are no more rooms!” Each inn-keeper riled.

In Bethlehem city, no room can be found,

One inn-keep feels pity, offers a stable,

With water and warmth and fresh hay on the ground.

One inn-keep feels pity, offers a stable.

Christ Jesus is born and placed in a manger,

Safe from the elements, under a gable.

Christ Jesus is born and placed in a manger.

Who cares this world’s Savior, Redeemer has come,

Nobody cares for the child of a stranger.

Who cares this world’s Savior, Redeemer has come.

With planning and travel, there’s no time to care,

Just partying and playing until they are numb.

With planning and travel, there’s no time to care.

On the eve of Christ’s birth throughout the whole town,

No time for salvation, and worship is rare.

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