I wonder as I wander,out under the sky,
how Jesus the Saviour did come for to die
for poor ordinary people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander, out under the sky.
If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,
a star in the sky or a bird on the wing,
or all of God's angels in heaven for to sing,
he surely could have it 'cause he was the King.
