It Wasn't His Child
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child,
It wasn't his child
Yet still he took him as his own
And as he watched him grow
It brought him joy
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all could
His son was different from the rest
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
And when the boy became a man
He took his father's hand
And soon the world
Would all know why
It wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
But like a father he was strong and kind
And I believe he did his best
It wasn't easy for him
But he did all could
He grew up with his hands in wood
And he died with his hands in wood
He was God's child,
He was God's child
He was her man
She was his wife
And late one night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It was God's child
No era su hijo
Él era su hombre, ella era su esposa
Y en una fría noche de invierno
Se arrodilló junto a ella
Mientras daba a luz
Pero no era su hijo,
No era su hijo
Aun así lo tomó como propio
Y al verlo crecer
Le trajo alegría
Pero no era su hijo
No era su hijo
Pero como padre fue fuerte y amable
Y creo que hizo lo mejor que pudo
No fue fácil para él
Pero hizo todo lo que pudo
Su hijo era diferente al resto
No era su hijo
No era su hijo
Y cuando el niño se convirtió en hombre
Tomó la mano de su padre
Y pronto el mundo
Sabría por qué
No era su hijo
No era su hijo
Pero como padre fue fuerte y amable
Y creo que hizo lo mejor que pudo
No fue fácil para él
Pero hizo todo lo que pudo
Creció con las manos en la madera
Y murió con las manos en la madera
Él era hijo de Dios,
Él era hijo de Dios
Él era su hombre
Ella era su esposa
Y en una noche
Se arrodilló junto a ella
Mientras daba a luz
Pero no era su hijo
Era hijo de Dios