No room at the inn
No place in their hearts
A stall in a stable
Not a kingly place to start
No pomp or splendor there
No royal robes that night
But a world wrapped in darkness
Could not conceal His light
He's not a baby anymore
He is Messiah
Not just a man they crucified
The Messiah
He's not sealed up in a tomb
He's alive and in this room
He is King, He is Lord
Messiah
An ordinary man
Just a carpenter's son
They refused to believe
That He and God were one
He touched them where they lived
They knew Him by His name
But they never understood
Who He was or why He came
From an enemy's cross
To the tomb of a friend
Rejected by His own
Not a noble way to end
But death gave birth life
The grave became the womb
That brought forth God's risen Son
When He left an empty tomb
He's not a baby anymore
He is Messiah
Not just a man they crucified
The Messiah
He's not sealed up in a tomb
He's alive and in this room
He is King, He is Lord
He's not sealed up in a tomb
He's alive and in this room
He is King, He is Lord
Messiah