The One who is one with the Father,
Whose name is above every name,
Laid glory aside like a garment
And accepted a crown of shame.
For love He abandoned the Heavens
And dwelt in the grime of the earth.
His body was pierced and His heart was torn,
To give broken sinners His worth.
Spat on and scorned by His children,
Hatred was hammered into His hands;
Forsaken in sin by His Father,
He suffered it all for His plans.
Mocked by the ones whose transgressions He bore,
Blood soaked the earth as he hung on the tree.
The veil was torn as his heart broke in two;
The Lord of the Cosmos died for me.