A sound of singing fills the air in praise of all that God has done, who sent, our human life to share, his Son, his own beloved Son; the Prince of life the Father gave, a wayward world to seek and save. The sovereign King of all the earth, and Lord of all the worlds there are, he chose, as emblems of his birth, a stable and a shining star: within a manger-bed to lie, whose fingers formed the starry sky. He came, the Father's final Word, from that celestial throne above; a child, and yet creation's Lord, to show the human face of Love: the love of god to earth come down, who chose the cross before the crown. So lift our songs to fill the skies! From manger-crib and cattle-stall, from cross and grave, behold him rise, the high-ascended Lord of all, whose praise the whole creation sings, as Lord of lords and King of kings!