Down From His Glory

Down from His glory, ever living story,
My God and Saviour came, and Jesus was His Name.
Born in a manger, to His own a stranger,
A Man of sorrows, tears and agony.

CHORUS
Oh how I love Him! How I adore Him!
My breath, my sunshine, my all in all!
The great Creator became my Saviour,
And all God's fullness dwelleth in Him.

What condescension, bringing us redemption;
That in the dead of night, not one faint hope in sight;
God, gracious, tender, laid aside His splender,
Stooping to woo, to win, to save my soul.

Without reluctance, flesh and blood His substance,
He took the form of man, revealed the hidden plan.
O glorious mystery, Sacrifice of Calvary,
And now I know Thou wert the great I AM.^