The Governor’s Dream Roger Whittaker

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Judea lies heavy under the foot of Rome
Was ever a governor as troubled as I
I, Quirinius, governor of the Jews
These troublesome people
And now, I dream
I dream...

I dream a star lights the way
O holy, O holy
Voices sing, voices pray
O holy, O holy
Rise up, for he is come
Rise up, rise up, for he is come
For he is come
Who sings? Who sings?
Who shouts? Who shouts?
Who prays?
Come out! Come out, come out, I say!

Ah...
Ah...I dream
I but dream...

I see a stable, nearly dark
O holy, O holy
An infant sleeps, the watchdogs bark
O holy, O holy
Rise up, for he is come
Rise up, rise up, for he is come
For he is come
Who sings? Who sings?
Who shouts? Who shouts?
Who prays?
Come out! Come out, come out, I say!