Lyrics

He chose the place for the Holy Birth
No palace filled with riches of earth
The Lord of Glory robed in loves pure light
Chose the manger of straw and wood
With love He chose that night

He chose to walk this unholy place
Not remain in heaven but come face to face
The Lord of Glory touched the frail and week
He chose the lowly and common man
With love He chose to seek

He chose the cross for redemption's plan
No sword to punish sinful man
The Lord of Glory knew all else would fail
He chose the cross and the crown of thorns
With love He chose the nails
With love He chose the nails