If the Maker were to be a man
To whom shall we liken his beauty?
Whom shall we see the image of our Creator?
If he comes as Zeus,
perhaps his fury could have knew no peace
As Goliath we all could have hide in fear
Maybe as Solomon, making love to damsels of Zion
Comes prophets, enlighten by prophecies
He came so calm and lowly
As a carpenter in Nazareth
He came so gentle, having grace above measure
Giving hope to the hopeless destitute
Life to the lost sons of men
In him were fullness beyond comprehension
Bruised for our sake, even death on the cross
Sacrificed as a lamb for atonement of us
He came as love, peace and life
Yes, He came and made death life for us
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