It’s like the Queen leaving Parliament,
To come to tea with me.
It’s like the music of all the world
Crammed onto a single CD.

Can you imagine a mountain range
squeezed down to a grain of sand?
Or an ocean poured into a rain-drop?
Fort Knox reduced to a gold-band?

It’s like a galaxy of spinning stars
spun down to a single flame,
It’s like the greatest book in all the world
Contained in a single name.

It’s bigger than that and smaller than that,
It’s the Creator condensed to earth,
It’s the Power and Peace and Promise of God
Fulfilled in this human birth.

Chris Bambrough

Chris Bambrough