I’m totally dependent on the utterly Resplendent One,

Triumphant and transcendent in his dignity and grace.

Unutterable Majesty met deep and sweet humility,

When in his rude nativity he came to take my place.

 

The precious bundle in the hay, so needy, tiny, helpless lay

The Sovereign of the Universe, the Dread of Cherubim

Ineffable, Impeccable, the Mighty God now touchable,

The infant in the manger is eternity’s high Theme.

 

The Word of God now spoken soft which thundered once from Sinai’s loft

A message full of grace and truth brings in

This Child benign on Mary’s breast will shatter gates of hell and death

And, for the trusting, swallow up the curse of sin.

 

So while the Father all controls, the Son wields love upon my soul

With Holy Ghost conviction of my pride and ignorance

And renders me dependent, loyal on this Trinity of Joyful

God of heaven and earth eternal, Glad Transcendent Immanence.

 

So Christians come and sing to praise the Infant Ancient of All Days

Whose garments rustle with Infinity compressed

Come kiss the Son, this First & Last, who next appears with trumpet blast

Through rifted skies to gather us into his rest