God the Father from His home of heavenly glory,
Sent to earth his only Son for sinful man.
Becoming flesh by lowly birth, Oh what mystery,
That He alone should bring to us redemption’s plan.
Such a humble life to live, yet how oft He stopped to give,
Wells of water to the hearts of thirsty souls.
Turning water into wine, bread and fish He blessed to dine,
Many people satisfied as each need He supplied
Bringing love and life to all who followed Him.
Written By Anna Watts