Verse 1

How low was
Our Redeemer brought
The King who held the stars
Lay helpless
In a maiden's arms
And pressed against her heart
While sheep and cattle
Raised their voice
The Babe could speak no words
The ever flowing
Spring of joy
Had come to share our thirst

Verse 2

How low was
Our Redeemer brought
The Lord the worlds obeyed
Would stumble
As He learned to walk
Upon the ground He'd made
The One the angels bowed before
Would kneel to wash our feet
And be at home
Among the poor
Though He owned everything

Chorus

Gloria gloria
In the highest
Gloria gloria
In the highest

Verse 3

How low was
Our Redeemer brought
To raise us from our shame
And now the highest praise of all
Belongs to Jesus' name
The Healer wounded on a tree
To bear our grief and sin
The King gave up His crown
So we could ever reign with Him

Chorus

Gloria gloria
In the highest
Gloria gloria
In the highest

Verse 3

How low was
Our Redeemer brought
To raise us from our shame
And now the highest praise of all
Belongs to Jesus' name