Back around the corner of time
sits a looming, deadly crime.
A righteous man nailed to a tree.
His death deep meaning, a mystery.
For Adam's sin brought death within,
And all were lost so came the cross.
Our stain within, we cried.
The Lord in wisdom died.
We can't see the stain of sin,
we're blind to all the dark within,
But God with love and mercy eyes
does hear our suffering, weeping cries.
As man He came and hung His head.
With us He joined, with us the dead.
God's wrath on us comes now.
The Son of love did bow.
But then He rose triumphant sure,
and gives new life that we endure!
This mystery that He died but lives,
His life a sacrifice that gives.
His blood the gift that washes stains,
and pours a flood as mercy rains.
We're counted with the blessed!
He gives our souls His rest!
The cov'ring His; He did it all.
His tapestry now covers the fall.
So open your heart and let Him in.
His glorious light will cleanse your sin.
But who is He - this act He did (?!),
that buys from wrath, the price He bid?
He's with God above.
He's God's righteous love!
Titus 3:4-5a But when the kindness of God our Savior and His love for mankind appeared, He saved us...