Lyrics Point Of Grace

Point Of Grace

One King

Kings of earth on a course unknown

Bearing gifts from afar

Hoping, praying

Following yonder star

Silhouette of a caravan

Painted against the sky

Wise men searching

For the Holy Child

One king held the frankincense

One king held the myrrh

One king held the purest gold

And one king held the hope of the world

A star hangs over Bethlehem

A journey ends in the night

Three kings trembling

Behold the glorious sight

Heaven's treasure Emmanuel

Drawing men to bow down

Tiny baby born to wear a crown

One king held the frankincense

One king held the myrrh

One king held the purest gold

And one king held the hope of the world

God rest ye merry gentlemen

Let nothing you dismay

Remember Christ our savior

Was born on Christmas day

To save us all from Satans power

When we were gone astray

Oh Tiny Baby born to wear a crown

One king held the frankincense

One king held the myrrh

One king held the purest gold

And one king held the hope of the world

One king held the frankincense

One king held the myrrh

One king held the purest gold

And one king held the hope of the world

One king held the purest gold

One king held the hope of the world