The 40 Days Project: 40 Months: Annunciation to Nazareth

Gabriel Mary, Mary Quite so very Ordinary That's the word Here's some news Extraordinary The Child you'll carry Is the Lord! Mary I'm so young I've never, ever Slept together With a man Beloved Joseph When he knows it Will he understand the plan? Where shall I be Come tomorrow Full of sorrow? Or with joy? My life will be so Upside down Will it be worth it For this boy? I'm so curious He'll be furious! Will he leave me on my own? I have no doubt I'll be thrown out I won't be living in his home Gabriel Don't be afraid The plan we've made Forevermore You'll be called blessed He'll be disgruntled Then be humbled Then accept it Won't protest I have prepared him He will come from anger then to understand The news will shock him Rock him They'll be talk But from his home you won't be banned. Don't let it stop you Live your life As if there's nothing To be feared You may not think You'll be accepted But to the world You'll be revered. In time you'll then be Fit to travel Somewhere else To give the birth The savior of the World will soon be Present on this Very Earth

Everything my soul can say, magnifies the Lord And my spirit's lifted up, rejoicing at his Word He has showered me with blessings, lowly though I am I am his servant, doubly blessed, to give birth to the Lamb Great things for me, I have no doubt, the Mighty One has given His holy name within my heart, my life is further driven For those who fear Him will receive, an overflow of mercy For fathers, sons and those beyond, there is no controversy His strength is shown by His great deeds, His arm is wrapped around them The proud are scattered far apart, as leaves torn from the tree stem The powerful and haughty have been brought down from their thrones The lowly ones are now raised up, as life comes from dry bones Hungry now have had their fill, rich are sent away Life has come to Israel, on this very day Mercy now is in our view, remember it, don't weep Promise made to our forebears, forever now to keep

We have looked at the stars and determined their courses The task for us now is to check with our sources We're being influenced by very strong forces Let's gather the camels and saddle the horses The gifts we will gather include frankincense Its fragrance is sweet and is sometimes intense Its value is high, so it seems to make sense Gift fit for a king, we shall spare no expense But gold is so precious, and rarer to find From lands far away it is currently mined Such treasure we'll carry, it will be refined Gift fit for the savior of all of mankind The offer of myrrh and its bitter perfume Is fit as a third gift, we all must assume Within all our parcels we must reserve room Gift fit so to complement incense's fume Thus we ride to Jerusalem seeking the king With these gifts here in hand and all else which we bring And we'll fall down and worship him, songs we will sing For this moment, the infinite, ultimate thing

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To Herod's men Bring me those men, the so-called sages It's time for me to flip the pages Gather intel, justification Motives hidden, seeking negation I can't be sitting, must do something This fabled king is just a young thing Can't be allowed to go on living These men, their lies, are all misgiven This star of mystery must be found These men I need to be brought around But don't reveal my sinister plan Unwittingly they'll be middlemen To the sages So now I hear you seek the star child I must admit it has me beguiled In Bethlehem it is sink or swim I must know now of the likes of him When you find him, quickly back to me For I am offering my decree That I may fall down on bended knee And worship him, the tiny baby

Now that we've left the king And have all the gifts we bring The star gives us hope to cling To the path ahead Let us be on our way The star is our guide today We'll bow to our knees and pray In thanks for signs we've read While the star is still aglow It lights the way for us to go And when it stops, we'll have arrived We'll see the child, so on we drive Ho! See the place up there The star has begun to flare We know now the place is where We've come to worship him Bow down before the Lord This child is to be adored Our efforts are our reward The gifts we bring are giv'n But a warning has been brought For the child that we have sought There is danger for his life Certain it will lead to strife Hence, we are headed East But Herod's threats haven't ceased The man is truly a beast He seeks the death of all This journey is o'er for us Accomplishment done, and thus It's Herod's feigned righteousness That's certainly his fall In the future, lives are lost Child must be saved, at any cost World's at stake, the view is dim The whole world's fate now rests with him

Angel I'm going to throw this out to you The child's impending death is due And Herod is the fiend who will Send many men to find and kill There's no way to stop this man Get away far as you can Egypt seems the place to be Gather all for you must flee Joseph It's been revealed within a dream Young Jesus is part of a scheme And though he's only two years old His death has truly been foretold To Egypt we must make our way No time to to hesitate this day No time to take too much with us Just grab the child, don't make a fuss We'll fly by night to flee this threat We will escape this danger yet We'll find ourselves a nomad group And beg to join them in their troop Silently, we'll whisk away Move by night, and not by day Many miles to travel still Safety insured by God's will

Herod Can't abide this aberration Lose my focus on the nation Full of righteous indignation I must hatch another plan We must kill the little children Don't care if there are a million Let the streets run with vermilion Mow them down where they now stand Find the helpless, find the weak Slaughter innocents, those we seek Use the news from what we've learned Let no stone be left unturned Arm yourselves with sword and sharp blade Let them weep for those we have slayed Those who flee, set up a blockade Let no one escape my wrath Off to Bethlehem and quickly Don't spare healthy or the sickly I will check, don't try to trick me Make it flow, a real bloodbath Kill the boys but spare the girls Let them hold their precious pearls Shed no tears for those who die I shall not weep at their goodbye

Get up, let’s go it’s time to leave Just grab your bags, there’s a reprieve The king is dead it’s safe to to ride I’ll be with you right by your side The danger that had come to bear You’ll find that it’s no longer there So make your way to Israel We’ll get you there and never fail Ride day or night, or take your time Won’t cost a nickel or a dime The sand is hot the streams are cool Oases stops will have a pool The child is always under watch There is no danger, there’s no catch You’ll find the path an easy one Just hit the road and get ‘er done

The time has come to finally go home There's no longer a need for us to roam The child we've nurtured has surely grown But it is for certain, can't be on his own Herod is dead, his body wastes But his own son still rules If we return to our old town, It's likely we'd be the fools A dream has awakened The path is now clear We alter our plans We don't live in fear We can't risk the child We will go elsewhere To Galilee, Nazareth Should be safe there