Who is God that he would take our frame, the artisan inside the paint
Or breathe the very air his breath sustains
The architect inside the plan

Oh come now, hail his arrival, the God of creation
Royalty robed in the flesh he created
Jesus the maker has made himself known
All hail the infinite infant God

The one who had no start and knows no end, became confined in time and tense
The everlasting God, the great I am in the mercy of a mother's hands

Oh come now, hail his arrival, the God of creation
Royalty robed in the flesh he created
Jesus the maker has made himself known
All hail the infinite infant God

The one who holds the stars in the creases of his hands
Is the one who holds my heart like a mother once held him
The one who knows what lies where space has run it's course
Embraced a baby's mind and now I can know my God
The monarch of the stars, the king above all kings
The ruler of my heart, and the saviour for my sins
The one who sees what lies in each and ev'ry soul
Embraced our finite eyes and now we can see our God

The holy word of God defined by name
The author climbed inside the page
Oh come now

God embraced our frame when he graced the world he made
All hail the divine in a manger
Love embraced our fate when the playwright took the stage
All hail the arrival of our maker