He stepped out of glory 
And put on the lowly,
And life's very Author 
creature became. 
Despised and forsaken,
Afflicted with sorrow, 
From infinite splendor 
To the likeness of shame.

He chose to be humbled,
He chose limitation.
He chose to be finite, 
He chose to be man. 
God's unfathomed purpose 
Found substance in Jesus, 
two-natured being - 
The unique Godman.

His own shell was broken,
Releasing His glory. 
This life-impartation 
Produced many grains.
The Firstborn rejoices 
With His many brothers, 
An incorporation 
Divine and human.

We can not but love Him, 
Our lovely [bad word] #33; 
His shame was our vict'ry, 
His anguish - our joy.
The children of judgment 
He brought into glory. 
The millions of godmen, 
Forever rejoice!