My Savior was born a refugee
Was hunted in His own country
From heaven an unplanned pregnancy
Adopted by His own family
My Savior, He did not save Himself
He suffered and brought the sick to health
His kingdom for those in poverty
To know Him for those with eyes to see
God is not untouchable
Jesus bare His heart and soul
Our eyes have seen the invisible
Now God is one of us
My Savior, He died a lonely death
Forsaken, had His final breath
No one to sing at His funeral
Did this life mean anything at all?
God is not untouchable
Jesus bare His heart and soul
Our hands have touched the invisible
Now God is one of us
Who could have thought?
Who could imagine this kind of love?
God has blood pouring out
On a cross we made
God has a face, God has a name
Who could have thought?
And who could imagine this kind of love?
God has blood pouring out
On a cross we made
God has a face, God has a name
God has a face, God has a name
Jesus, Jesus
Jesus, God with us
Jesus, Jesus
Jesus, God with us