Gather 'round, Ye Children, Come

Gather 'round, ye children, come Listen to the old, old story Of the pow'r of death undone By an infant born of glory Son of God, Son of Man Gather 'round, remember now How creation held its breath How it let out a sigh And it filled up the sky with the angels Son of God, Son of Man So sing out with joy for the brave little boy Who was God, but He made Himself nothing He gave up His pride and He came here to die Like a man Therefore God exalted Him To the place of highest praises And He gave Him a name above every name That at the very name of Jesus, Son of God So in heav'n and earth and below Every knee would bow in worship And ev'ry tongue would proclaim That Jesus, He reigns with the angels