Before the dawn of time began, Before the earth knew mortal man, He reigned in light too bright to see, In perfect joy, the Trinity. Glory came down, glory came down, Left His throne, left His crown, Heaven to the manger, the manger to the tree, Love's eternal journey to set the captives free. He laid aside His royal robe, To bear the weight of every woe, Infinity compressed in time, The plan of love, the grand design. From the highest place to the lowest ground, In the Savior's heart, lost souls are found, Glory came down, glory came down, Jesus wore the thorns that were His crown. What condescension, what a sight! The Lord of heaven, the Lord of light, Wrapped in swaddling, weak and small, The Mighty God who made it all. He laid aside His royal robe, To bear the weight of every woe, Infinity compressed in time, The plan of love, the grand design. The hands that hold the universe, Came to earth to break the curse, Those tiny fingers, one day spread, Would bear the nails of Roman lead.
