The lord of life
Was born a babe
A tender flower
From earth so dry
Just who he was
We could not see
His glory dimmed
By sinful lies
We all like sheep
Had gone astray
Each one had turned
To his own way
So on his Son
God made to fall
Cost of sin
For one and all
For God so loved
This fallen world
He sent his Son
From heav'n on high
So that anyone
Who believes in him
Receives his life
And will never die
So that anyone
Who believes in him
Receives his life
And will nеver die