It Must Have Seemed So Strange

It must have seemed so strange to Him
To lay His glory down;
For long before the worlds were made
His head had worn a crown.

The morning stars had sung for Him,
Till all the heavenly space
Was filled with ringing praises of
His majesty and grace.

His throne. the throne of the Most High,
With gold and gems was bright;
There thronging angels worshiped Him
And served Him day and night.

And now upon this earth, whose first
Foundations He had laid,
His weary feet were cut and bruised
By stones which He had made.

The sun which He had hung on high
Beat down upon His head.
He must have watched the stars at night,
The sunsets glowing red,

Where He had walked once on a time
In glory never dreamed,
And then, remembering, how strange,
How strange earth must have seemed!

And it will seem as strange to us,
Yet sweet beyond compare,
To quit earth's dusty roads and walk
With Him in glory there!

-by Martha Snell Nicholson