Kintner/King - Stump of Jesse Lyrics

Hail Mary, full of grace, how does your garden grow
A shoot will spring from the stump of Jesse and all the world will know

He'll be our King, our King of Kings
He'll be our Lord, Lord of Lords
He'll save our souls, give up the ghost
And then return to bring us hope

A baby born in Bethlehem, a Savior, meek and mild
All God's glory and angels sing their praise to the newborn child

Walking through the streets one night, Saul was overcome with fear
Falling on his face he said, who's voice do I hear?
It was our King, our King of Kings
It was our Lord, Lord of Lords
He saved our souls, gave up the ghost
And then returned to bring us hope

And bring, us, home