What a marvel, too wondrous to comprehend
A mystery, foretold from the genesis of time
By grace, my heart You did so divinely apprehend
With a love so powerful, so true and sublime
An abhorrent death subsumed by glorious life
The man Jesus, died a most horrendous death
The disciples confounded and confused, their doubt was rife
But oh, that was not to be His final breath
The Son, the Messiah, their Master and Lord
Gone, buried, moldering in the grave
But hadn't He promised them, He'd given His word
Who now would be the One to save
On that third morn, oh glorious day
He burst forth from that tomb, arising just as He said
The grave had lost and death did not have it's way
He is alive, He is risen, He is not dead
The greatest story ever told, the gospel, forsooth
That He died for our sins, Himself sin free
All we must do is acknowledge the truth
That He is our Saviour and God's child we will be
A new creation, in Christ alive and dead to sin
This is His most gracious and wonderful gift
We are no longer strangers, but now His beloved kin
Oh how it causes my lips to sing and my heart it doth lift
Not only my Saviour, but also my Lord
I give you my life, my love, my feet, my hands
It is my joy, my desire to give others the good Word
To take Your gospel, the good news throughout the lands
Lord let me never forget, let the thought always linger
How you died on that cursed tree, of Your own free will
When all you had to do was lift a finger
But then who would have been left to pay the bill
The price for our sin, for which we could never atone
Even if we were good, kind and generous
This was a debt that could be paid by You and You alone
For man's heart is certainly evil and treacherous
But by Your love, that love so astounding
Rich and deep, free and without end
I am filled with hope, joy and a peace that is abounding
To no other master will my knees ever bend