I was none but a slave
Heading towards the grave
Perfection came to save me
A baby, so small
A baby, yet so strong
I could Have it all
Everything I see
But none of it's as sweet as calling you my king
So I will choose you, because you chose me
I will choose you over death's defeat
The baby in the trough
Is the same man who's on the cross
Is the same man who bled and died and rose for me
A baby, so small
A baby, yet so strong
I could Have it all
Everything I see
But none of it's as sweet as calling you my king
So I will chose you, because you chose me
I will chose you over deaths defeat
The baby in the trough
Is the same man who's on the cross
Is the same man who bled and died and rose for me
The baby in the trough
Is the same man who's on the cross
Is the same man who bled and died and rose for me
The baby in the trough
Is the same man who's on the cross
Is the same man who bled and died and rose for me