Jesus, without You Nothing would there be
Through Your hands the world From Your thoughts the sea
All things for Your pleasure sovereign before time
Eloquent perfection, Word of the Divine

Jesus, Child of earth, of human soil and pain
Friend of hateful man friend in blood and shame
Torn, accused, rejected by those born of Your breath
Creator come from glory to die the creature’s death

Jesus, matchless name in all the world supreme
Master of the grave King of the redeemed
All creation trembles to worship God the Son
Wounded Lamb, majestic who was and is to come