I've seen a woman in labour,
She can scream at night and wake up any neighbour,
She doesn't care about doing anyone any favour,
It's hard labour one minute turns into one hour.
No Room at All
They told Mary there was no room at all,
A King of kings who came to save us all was neglected by them all,
Joseph couldn't even make the phone call,
No one offered a comfortable place even so small.
No Room at All
My life is full of love there's no more space,
I am embraced and saved by God's grace,
I'm overflowing with His presence in this place,
Everyone who believes is constantly seeking His face.
No Room at All
It's too late there's no room for hate,
I use all my days to celebrate,
Jesus installed love and taught me to wait,
He can surely pick up any heavy weight.
No Room at All
No room to hide, no room rest,
No room to rest apart from His chest,
That's why I dress the way I want to be addressed,
Even if there's no room, I know that I'm eternally blessed.
No Room at All
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