Was a real birth In a real stable In a real dusty, Judean town And a real mother Nursed her precious baby And a bunch of wide eye shepherds garthered round Real angels sang "Glory" Real hope was born that day I bet all I have on Jesus I will throw myself on him The one who died a real death for real sin I bet all I have on Jesus Throughout eternity I will marvel at the real hope my Saviour won for me Was a real life He had real friends He walked shoulder to shoulder with the lost He wept real tears for the fallen ones And he anguished over sin's dreadful cost On a real cross cried "forgive them" As his real life drained away I have real fears I do real sin And I hurt the ones I cherish and adore The real mercy of the true God Sees the filthy, fallen, purchased and restored And I cry "My God oh fill me With a heart completely yours"