Art Thou He?

When the heavens yielded glory to that bright new shining star,
Was it you in humble manger born in Bethlehem afar?
Who came as son of deity encased in mortal skin,
To save us from a second death, o'er Satan's power win?

When the sun above the hillside cast jewels across the sea,
Was it you in meager raiment who did with the masses plea?
The same who loaves and fishes took to feed the hungry throng?
The man who gave his life for me, who ne'er committed wrong?

Art thou he, redeemer of all man?
Art thou he, to chaff - the mighty fan?
Art thou he who taught the world the truth, that all might ransomed be,
Art thou he my lord, I pray thee, art thou he?

Could it be that you're the same as he who did this world form,
All powerful and mighty who delivers from the storm?
Is it you, my sins with mercy, will forgive if I repent?
For to atone for mankind's guilt, you willingly were sent.

Art thou he, redeemer of all man?
Art thou he, to chaff — the mighty fan?
Art thou he who taught the world the truth, that all might ransomed be,
Art thou he my lord, I pray thee, art thou he?

In early morning solitude, I on my knees did pray.
As shadows of the night did fade to meet the coming day.
I gave my thanks for blessings and did ask for help divine,
That I about my weakened flesh might righteousness entwine.

Then spirit spoke to spirit and my heart did graceful fly.
I knew that these new feelings I could not again deny.
A testimony of the truth I could not thus dismiss,
As every fiber of my soul did witness to me this:

Thou art he, redeemer of all man!
Thou art he, to chaff — the mighty fan!
Thou art he who taught the world the truth, that all might ransomed be,
Thou art he my Lord, I now know, thou art he!

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