Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

There's nothing worth more
That could ever come close
Nothing can compare
Your our living Hope
Your presence Lord

I've tasted and seen
Of the sweetest of love
When my heart becomes free
And my shame is undone
Your presence Lord

Holy Spirit You are welcome here
Come flood this place and fill the atmosphere
Your glory God is what our hearts long for
To be overcome by Your presence Lord

There's nothing worth more
That could ever come close
Nothing can compare
Your our living Hope
Your presence Lord

I've tasted and seen
Of the sweetest of love
When my heart becomes free
And my shame is undone
Your presence Lord

Overwhelm us with Your presence God
Overwhelm us now



Credits
Writer(s): Jule Styne, Felix Bernard, Ralph Blane, Sammy Cahn, Hugh Martin, Irving Berlin, Richard B. Smith
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