Can we really make a mockery of a God who humbles Himself so completely? Can we properly exalt that same God who is so holy and magnificent?
Love Made Low
by Jeremy Peyton, copyright 2012
How is it tongues can sing of such marvelous things?
How could words ever tell of our great Emmanuel?
Wonders of our God come taught to daughters and our sons
Sovereign God, you have made yourself low
Purest King born to be one of us
This is an astounding love covered in humility
If we drag it through the mud
All your glory is not stained by some mockery we have made
How could our earthly ink hold the thoughts that you think?
How could bones be so bold to presume your frame to hold?
How could hearts, yours and mine, be the throne of the divine?
Precious Lord, you have made yourself low
Holy Prince, came to be one of us
He cried out an earnest song covered in humanity
Even if so gently sung
All your glory is not contained in some verses we could sing
Like a babe set in hay, like the darkness giving way
Like a flower, doomed to die, sends its seeds far and wide
Like the rain comes to fall, sinners, saints, on us all