How great the God
we worship here,
Supreme above all things.
Revealed by words,
inspired and true,
the Holy Spirit brings.
Yet see, he chose to come to earth
not as a Warrior-King.
No, born in low humility,
such is the God we sing.
The virgin finds herself with child
and bears much hurt and shame.
Now her betrothed
must hold his thoughts,
as whispered is his name.
“Oh why should this be my reward,
for all the love I gave?”
The answer comes by angel voice,
“This child is born to save!”
So Joseph trusts
God’s strange command
and leaves the Law alone.
He learns to love a child, not his,
and tends him as his own.
Within this family are found
the wounds of love and grace
as God reveals his sovereign plan
to save our human race.
A carpenter
will teach his son
the worth and way of wood;
but this Son learns a harder way
to bring our world to good.
In echo of young Joseph’s cry
hear Jesus’ anguished prayer,
“O Father, why must this be so,
their scorn I should not bear?”
Deep sorrow
hangs upon the Cross,
and nails hold fast the shame.
As Jesus bleeds his mother weeps;
his Father turns away.
Such Horror,
never has earth known,
as Jesus dies for all.
Such Love,
that gives its all for me
before him I must fall.
The greenwood, flayed
and broken down,
is laid to rest in earth;
but like a seed that’s sown in death
it springs to fruitful birth.
How great the God
we worship here,
Supreme above all things;
the child who grew at Joseph’s side
now reigns as King of Kings.
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