Millions and billions of babies are born,
Each one special - but only One we adore.
Why come as a babe?
Creator of the universe, galaxies and stars -
Orion You set; clouds come when You call.
But You came as a babe.
With beauty and glory arrayed
You tell the beasts of the field to play
Majesty and splendor adorn You
Who created the depths and mountains, too...
And came as a babe.
You tell the deer to give birth,
The seasons when to change the earth;
At Your word the horse is strong
By Your will the hawk flies long
All wrapped as a babe.
The dark spangled sky -
Did it ask why?
As it coldly shone on this tiny babe?
Fields which at your word bloom
Were they silent as tombs
When you cried as a hungry babe?
Your voice as a thunder clap
Your breath of whirlwind slap
In the voice of a tiny babe.
And yet the angels sang
And then the shepherds came
Knowing their voices would sing
To the glorious King of Kings
Who swaddled as a babe
For a moment left glory
To tell us the story
Of love coming down as a babe.
A brief time on earth
To show us our worth
A beautiful cuddly babe
Then a cross, then a grave
and now You are risen again - Hallelujah!
You came as a babe -
How precious the thought -
Your life and your death
Our sin has been bought
Because Love came down as a babe.
