What love, my God, would bring you down to earth

WHAT LOVE, MY GOD, WOULD BRING YOU DOWN TO EARTH?
What king would take a low and lonely birth?
Yet to this dark and broken place you came,
to sleep beneath the stars that you had made.

2 What love, my God, would send the Way of Life
to walk the road, rejected and despised,
that you might know the weakness I possess
and be my rock of strength and righteousness?

O your love, my God, like a flood,
as heaven opened up, pouring out on us!
O praise the King who came to the world,
in his love like a mighty flood.

3 What love, my God, could hold you to the tree
to bear that overwhelming debt for me?
The Son of heaven leaves the Father’s side;
the Healer bleeds, the Life was made to die.

O your love, my God, like a flood…

4 What love, my God, so gracious and extreme,
was strong enough to come and fight for me,
to go through hell and down into the grave,
and raise me up to see you face to face?
You raise me up to see you face to face.

O your love, my God, like a flood…

O your love, my God, like a flood,
as heaven opened up, pouring out on us!
O praise the King who came to the world,
in his love like a mighty flood,
in his love like a mighty flood.