1987 Song Book

1.
When wondrous words my Lord would say,
That I unto his mind may reach,
He chooses out a lowly way,
And robes his thoughts in childlike speech.

Chorus
He came right down to me,
He came right down to me,
To condescend to be my friend,
He came right down to me.

2.
The voice divine, those accents dear
I languished for, yet had not heard
Till Jesus came with message clear,
And brought to me the living word.

3.
Nor could I see my maker's face,
Veiled from my sight his far abode,
Till Christ made known the Father's grace,
And shared with men their heavy load.

4.
O Vision clear! O Voice divine!
Dear Son of God and Son of man!
Let all thy gifts of grace be mine;
Complete in me thy perfect plan.