O highest Love, in lowliest guise

1 O highest love, in lowliest guise,
To this our fallen world displayed,
May I discern with cleansèd eyes
The Godhead in our flesh arrayed!

2 O Love, the very Word of God,
Content an infant shape to wear,
And in a stable’s mean abode
To shield Thee from December’s air.

3 O Babe divine, before Thy face
Be mine to bow the thankful knee,
And by Thy soul converting grace
Become a child myself in Thee!

4 One only God, the Father, Son,
And Holy Spirit, we revere,
The everlasting Three in One,
Creator, Savior, Comforter.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11184

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