His was a birth like no other
A mother ... but not a human father;
Why does this matter? Why should we care?
Aren’t there bigger issues? Like, “why is life unfair”?
The sin of Adam marred us all
We are guilty; we all did fall;
Life’s not unfair, we get what’s coming;
It’s just that the pain is so very numbing.
God saw all this from beginning to end
He planned a rescue — his Son to send;
That Son is perfect in all deity
But wrapped in cloths — infant humanity.
See now, God’s Son, in human form forever
The gift on a cross, a remarkable endeavor
To right the wrong; to erase the sting
Of what we call unfair and endless suffering.
The grace of God is now made known
Death’s triumph has been overthrown;
Sing it out! The end of doom!
Let every heart prepare Him room.