Jesus (the Light) who shines so bright,
He came to be so all could see
His humble flight down from that height.
One day said He would pay my fee.
The Cornerstone I did reject.
He still gave me a chance to know
I’m not alone, to not forget,
His gift is free; to be as snow.
The Lord, so nice that I can’t think
How He could love me like His own—
A child with price. At lack, He winked.
Up from above His blood atones.