A Christmas Hymn (to the tune of “Come Thou Fount”)

Come now see the Lord of Heaven in a lowly manger laid

King deserving of a throne room, born a poor, powerless babe

Oh, the mystery, oh, the wonder, somehow God is one of us

Such is greatness in His kingdom, He descended to our dust

Christ the Word, holy expression of the humbleness of God

Herald of a prideless kingdom, one of sacrificial love

Mighty One who made the heavens

Knelt to wash His brother's feet

And the earth that He created, He bestowed unto the meek

King of glory became nothing

Humbled to the point of death

Stretched His arms out like a beggar

And forgave with His last breath

What God started with a manger ended with an empty grave

Suffering servant now exalted

Jesus, name above all names

The light eternal in the darkness

He shall not be overcome

Shining over all our shadows

Every curse has been undone

Heaven breaks forth like the springtime

Through the winter of our souls

Now His life is life abundant

Is forever ours to know

Come now church, let us adore Him

Tune your heart to sing His grace

Streams of mercy never ceasing

Call for songs of loudest praise

Teach me some melodious sonnet

Sung by flaming tongues above

Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it

Mount of God's redeeming love

Praise the mount I'm fixed upon it

Mount of God's redeeming love