He Chose it all

Yah chose the time Christ came to earth.

He chose the one that gave Him birth;

Someone to kiss away His tears,

And guide His steps through tender years.

He chose Gethsemane's time of prayer,

And those who came to meet Him there;

The path that led to Calvary,

The pain, the scorn, the misery.

He chose the king that sat in power,

And chose the year, the month and hour,

That he would die upon the cross,

He knew the price, and counted cost.

Every step He took on earth,

From the day He came to birth,

Until His death, on Calvary,

He chose it all for you, and me.

Mildred Eslick Garner