Within the secret heart of God, 

    infinitude of grace,

  reside His perfect patterns 

    for all things in time and space.

Yet everywhere our sinful world 

    displays its sad decline,

  and so we need to see afresh 

    our Father’s first design.

     On Christmas Day His Word draws near,

        appearing as an Infant dear,

    The promise of a world above

        where all is beauty, peace, and love.

Accompanied by angels in 

    His supernatural birth,

  the Son of God as Perfect Man 

    descends to live on earth.

Yet as a Heavenly Visitor 

    he transcends time and space,

  and bears no trace of sin, 

    that curse laid on our fallen race.

     On Christmas Day His Word draws near,

        appearing as an Infant dear,

    The promise of a world above

        where all is beauty, peace, and love.

We are but for a little while 

    residing here below,

  surrounded by a world of change 

    where things move to and fro.

He comes that we may see in Him 

    what we may hope to be,

  raised up above our fallen state 

    into His deity.

     On Christmas Day His Word draws near,

        appearing as an Infant dear,

    The promise of a world above

        where all is beauty, peace, and love.