That Special Christmas Morning

What went through your mind, oh Wondrous Creator When as baby Jesus you let out your first cry Did you know at that moment you were the Savior Of this fallen world and all of mankind Did you recognize your mother Mary And see her as your special child Only you God at such tender a moment Could give us your all at such tender a time Did your first sight at creation astound you As you looked through the blur of finite From the beginning, you'd always seen clearly In the presence of your Fathers light Did the warmth of God's Spirit surround you As the December chill settled over the land Were you holding the hand of the Father In the transition from Son of God to Son of Man When you heard the first bleat of the lambs Were your thoughts on being the shepherd of man That would lead all those gone astray Did you already know of that day These are questions that I tend to ponder On the greatest gift, the world's ever known I will praise you for all of the wonders The first Christmas that your love, my Savior was born