371. Nech sa Slovo zrodí

1.
Páchnuca stará stajňa, len skromné miesto. Sotva vhodné pre Kráľovské zrodenie.

There was a tiny, simple stable, Old, beaten, and worn; Hardly a place For a King to be born;

2.
Nevybral si nič vznešené, aby zjavil svoj Majestát. Keď Mu dám miesto v mojom srdci, viem, zrodí sa vo mne.

He didn't choose some place special, To reveal His Majesty; So I know if I'll give Him control, He'll be born in me.

[chorus1]
Nech sa Slovo zrodí v jasliach v mojom srdci. Nech vo mne žije, dušu rozžiari.

Let Your Word be born In the manger of my heart, Let It live in me, let It start;

Refr.2:
V dome z hliny prebývaj, formuj ma a premieňaj. Nech sa Tvoje Slovo v mojom srdci narodí.

Live inside this house of clay, And mold me everyday; Let Your Word be born In the manger of my heart.

3.
Som len prach a hlina, čo Ti môžem dať, aby mohlo Tvoje Slovo vo mne prebývať.

Well, outwardly I'm nothing, Not much to behold, Unlikely the place for His Word to unfold;

4.
Svoju nádobu ti dávam, naplň ma a veď. Zo slávy do slávy, meň ma každý deň.

But if I'll just yield this vessel, And let Him have His way; From glory unto glory, He'll change me day by day.

[chorus3]
Let Your Word be born, in the manger of my heart. Let it live in me, Let it start, to live inside this house of clay and mold it every day. Let your word be born in the manger of my heart.