F.12 Somewhere Far

Somewhere far from town and people
In a stable poor,
Jesus Christ was born of Mary,
In a cave obscure.

Chorus:
To seek him, don’t trouble
To Bethlehem to go.
In silence you’ll find him
And in the poor next door.

In the midst of noise and tumult,
Can his voice be heard?
No, we’ll live in peace and silence,
Eager for his Word.

In the hungry, sick and homeless,
Christ himself conceals;
To the lowly, meek and humble,
He himself reveals.

Did you hear the angels’ tiding?
You can hear it still,
If you bend his cave to enter,
If you’re of good will.