Immanuel

Lift up your eyes and see the riches of the all-sufficient King seated on His throne in glory

See His scepter that stretches the expanse of unmeasured space

Hear Him who holds all things together declare, "all things are mine without exception"

See the curiosity of the cosmos as Christ condescends to His most cherished creatures

See the astonishment of angels as the Almighty advances towards Earth

See the humility of the pre-existent King born of a virgin birth

The Infinite becomes infant, the Maker becomes man

The Divine becomes despised, and the Christ is crucified

The Author of all creation cursed upon the tree that He Himself spoke into being

And the Lord of life was laid in the tomb, but the grave could not contain Him and so the Son of Man was raised to life

But why?

To draw near, to pierce our greatest fear

To shed satisfying blood on our behalf

To give back the life we were meant to have

To enjoy, to hear, to adore, to taste

And to look with peace upon our Savior's face

And to embrace Him with an undying faith

To interpose all His worthiness into us

And serve the most unworthy and undeserving

He is our God and we are mere men made by Him

We are not like Him, but He loves us and moves among us

The great Uncreated and the created, no longer separated

He is Immanuel, God with us