Babe

Christ left the Father’s throne
Where the worship of angels he’d known
Taking on human flesh and bone
So that the Truth at last could be shown.

Realms of glory on high
Could not avert His eye
For greater Glory called
From a feeble cattle stall.

So mystery is displayed
The ultimate penalty paid
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Only God can know.
And God has deemed it so.

The Glory now descends
Tabernacles with us men
For He had counted the true cost
Even before this world was lost.

Salvation now has come
Bound up in a beloved Son
Was it worth it?
Was it worth it?
Oh the priviledge he would not grasp
Grace is born in this baby’s first gasp…

December 2008
Anthony Foster