You gave up your glory for the dirty ground
The song of the angels for a quiet town
You gave up your throne for a home
That never could hold you
Your mother was lying in a manger cold
She couldn't be more than 17 years old
And a carpenter working with his hands
Just trying to help you
How could they comprehend this baby
They held in their hands
To be the light in the darkness
When the whole world began
The maker of stars, here in our arms
Even as you're holding us together
The greatest of all chose to be small
Willing to be lowly to be near us
And you're close enough to hear us when we call
Even in your weakness you're the greatest of all
They came to present you at your Father's house
The Spirit was bringing all the saints around
Fulfilling the prophecies of old and every promise
And in the same way we're gonna marvel too
At all of the great things you were born to do
The hope of the world fighting back all of the darkness
I wonder if they held their breath
When they looked in your eyes
Taken aback by the wonder of our God as a child
The maker of stars, here in our arms
Even as you're holding us together
The greatest of all chose to be small
Willing to be lowly to be near us
And you're close enough to hear us when we call
Even in your weakness you're the greatest
The maker of stars, here in our arms
Even as you're holding us together
The greatest of all chose to be small
Willing to be lowly to be near us
And you're close enough to hear us when we call
Even in your weakness you're the greatest of all