What was it like?

What was it like

To come to the earth 

As Savior and King 

Of infinite worth?

What was it like

To leave the divine

Arrive in a stable

Near horses and swine?

What was it like

To leave power behind

And come in the form

Of one helpless and blind?

What was it like

To leave resplendence

And come to a place

Full of hate and offense?

What was it like

To become so small

Yet have purpose so big

And descend below all?

What was it like

Dear Lord, God's own son?

Why did you do it?

What was the reason?

If you look in the eyes

Of the baby so fair

If you find Him through faith

You'll see what is there.

The answer is simple.

He came down from above

For this small, yet big word

 His infinite LOVE.