Ah! Lord God, the World’s Creator

Ah! Lord God

the world’s cre­at­or

King of all

great or small

Earth’s re­gen­er­at­or;

Art Thou cra­dled

art Thou cry­ing

Swathed and bound

on the ground

In the sta­ble ly­ing?

“Love of man hath brought Me hi­ther

Cords of love

from ab­ove

To ex­alt him thi­ther;

Dead in tres­pass

child

I sought thee;

Gone as­tray

from My way

Life and par­don brought thee.

Empty be My scrip and cof­fer

Yet ’tis wealth

plen­ty

health

I am come to of­fer;

Haste I to en­rich and dress thee;

Born to die

low I lie

And would glad­ly bless thee.

Therefore thou­sand

thou­sand prais­es

Are Thy due

Babe Je­su

These my heart up­rais­es;

Angels

mor­tals

furth­est

nigh­est

Sing in mirth

Peace on earth

Glory in the high­est.