This is beautiful...(Fulcrum)
Lord, you left your heavenly glory,
Came to bear our human frame,
Nurtured in the womb of Mary,
Girl to whom the angel came.
“Greetings, Favoured Blessed Virgin,
You shall bear God’s only Son”
Trusting, though perplexed, she answered,
“As you say, God’s will be done”.
Secretly within her body,
Mary felt her Saviour grow,
Then imperial power commanded,
Off to Bethl’em they must go.
There, God’s mother, weak and tired,
Body wracked with labour pain,
Wonders at her fragile firstborn -
God now come on earth to reign.
Shepherds working on the hillside,
Awe-struck, hear the angel throng,
“Glory be to God in heaven
Peace on earth” proclaims their song.
“For to you is born a Saviour
Far from power, might and fame,
Wrapped in cloths within a manger,
God has come to share your shame”.
Word of God, once born of Mary,
Jesus Christ, our servant King,
Truly God and truly human,
Now to you our praise we bring.
From your birth in that poor stable,
To your death at
You gave up your life for others,
Your great love has set us free.
(suggested tunes: Abbot’s