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The mystery of God on high
lies wrapped in frail humanity.
The Word of truth is now revealed
and echoes in a baby’s cry.
Here as we celebrate and sing
Be born in us, our Lord and King.
As shepherds bring their gifts to him
who left behind his majesty,
the shadow of a cross is seen
against the star-lit eastern sky.
Here as we celebrate and sing
Be born in us, our Lord and King.
Glory and grace are laid in straw
while hosts of angels testify.
A stable for the Son of God:
his mother sees and wonders “Why?”
Here as we celebrate and sing
Be born in us, our Lord and King.
The paradox of Bethlehem
is captured in that mother’s sigh.
As God, who brought a world to life,
must learn to live and then to die.
Here as we celebrate and sing
Be born in us, our Lord and King.
And all the dreams we dare to own
find refuge in this baby’s eyes;
we see the truth of God revealed
in one who laid his glory by.
Here as we celebrate and sing
Be born in us, our Lord and King.
Gareth Hill © GraceNotes Music
This hymn, written to reflect some of the glories of Cornwall, was used for some years at the opening service of the annual Royal Cornwall Show.
The original tune was written by Cornish musician Len Olds.
Metre 88.88.88. Recommended tune:
Companion