The Son of God in mighty love
Was born in Bethlehem for me:
He left His home of light above
And came in deep humility!

God’s Son, whom angel hosts adore,
Became a Man of griefs for me
Though rich, through love becoming poor,
That I enriched through Him might be.

The ever blessed Son of God
At Calvary was slain for me
There paid my debt, there bore my load,
"In His own body on the tree."

God’s Son, whose dwelling is the sky,
Went down into the grave for me;
He burst the tomb and rose on high
He won the glorious victory.