Holy Child who chose the hearts of men
To be His favoured home.
Leaving heaven's gates for Bethlehem,
God came to call His own.
Now to us the highest King is born
Behold the Royal Son!
Glory kneels to mend all that is torn
The promised Child has come.
Joy and pain as man He knew on earth;
No place to lay His head.
As a servant He embraced this world,
And on a cross He bled.
Having borne the deepest grief of man
He rose to heaven's throne.
Now I'm sheltered in the Father's hand
I stand by grace alone.
May the gift of God amaze us still--
The triumph of all time.
As His child I kneel to Heaven's will,
To make His purpose mine.
Though this road be scarred with trial and pain,
It's paved with lavish grace.
Knowing Him will be my greatest gain;
My hope the Saviour's face.
"Holy Child Who Chose the Hearts of Men"
by Keith and Kristyn Getty
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