Behold! Heaven's Prince Came Down Poem by Timber Koleden

Behold! Behold! How Heaven's bright Prince of Peace
Laid aside His royal diadems—was wrapp'd in swaddling fleece
In ancient days God's immeas'rable designs
Were shaped in Human flesh, born of the Divine

Behold! Behold! How the King of Kings came down
As tender babe—not laid in roy'l bed nor gown
The depth of ocean seas and fathomless skies
Were keenly hidden in an infant's new-born eyes

Behold! Behold! How on that long-await'd morn
Maker of the Virgin was by the Virgin born
O! Son of eternal shining Truth and Light
Came down to die for fall'n men on the world's dark'st night

Behold! Behold! How born of Virgin was He
Who would heal the dead and would the sinf'l captives free
All hail! The Lamb of God who bore bleakest pain
He who was pierced and bruised and for we sinners slain

Behold! Behold! The One for whom Angels sing
The ‘ncarnate Lord of Love—Maker of ev'rything
The King who loved the most wretched of rebels
Who was crucified as man with us—Emmanuel

Behold! Behold! He who triumph'd o'er the grave
And reaches now to sinners with the pow'r to save
He who will return in brightest dawn of light
When the faith of those who love Him shall become sight

Behold! Behold! Holy Lord and God most high
Who in a manger did as infant lowly lie
He who lives and will return in pow'r to reign
Glory, honor, and praises raise—O! praise Jesus' name