You could have

 You could have come in majesty

With splendid crowns and royal robes

But came a simple, helpless babe

To people who were very poor

 

You could have had a kingly bed

With satin sheets and silver posts

And golden netting up above

But chose a feeding trough instead

 

You could have had the emperor

Attend your coming on his knees

But chose instead some shepherds who

Were ordinary as the night

 

You could have saved the very rich

And left the rest to rot and burn

But chose to come for all of us

Who’d turn to you in simple faith

 

You showed us that the finer things

Aren’t really very fine at all

When they’re compared with just a babe

Who’s very God in very flesh