There was a European monarch who, a couple of times each year, would take off his royal garb and, dressed as a peasant, go out amongst his people. But God came as a baby in a barn. The angels were praising God in the heavenly sphere. The shepherds were praising God on Earth. Each year in Washington, D.C., someone rents a hall, hires an orchestra, and advertises a sing-along production of Handel's Messiah.
People stand in line to get tickets.
The choir numbers five thousand. They pay for the privilege of singing Messiah. Of course, it is always a privilege to sing of the Christ or to speak of the Christ. Mankind thinks it can save itself, and when God sent His son as both God and man you would think this method would have been well received. Incarnate, he could and did.