1 Behold the King in tiny infancy
As Magi fell before His majesty.
The time had come for David's promised Heir
To free us from the grip of Satan's snare.
So we will bow before our worthy King,
And we will vow to give Him everything.
We take our cross and follow all our days;
We worship Him with lives of grateful praise.
We will live for Christ the King.
2 Behold the King in bloody pageantry
A worthless crown to scorn His royalty.
In Pilate's hall He claimed no earthly throne;
He reigned supreme as Lord in hearts alone. (Chorus)
3 Behold the King in true humility,
Abused by men upon that cursed tree.
He would endure the darkness of our shame
To die our death and magnify His name. (Chorus)
4 Behold the King for all eternity
Enthroned on high in total sovereignty.
He entertains no rival to His crown;
The world is His! All praise to Him resound! (Chorus)