The Lord
of life was born to be a tender flower.
From earth so dry, just who he was, we could not see.
His glory dimmed by sinful lies.
We all, like sheep, had gone astray.
Each one had turned to his own way.
So on his Son, God made to fall the cost of sin.
For God so loved this fallen world, He sent his Son from heaven on high So
that anyone who believes in him Receives his life and will never die.
So that anyone who believes in him Receives his life and will never die.