I have a story, just for you
And better yet, the story's true--
Of what sustains my every breath
Of how a Love endured through death
Now, listen: God, of glorious might
Of endless knowledge, piercing sight,
The treasure of the greatest worth,
He spoke a word and made the earth
And with it, He created man
And held the creature in His hand
There was no suff'ring, was no pain,
On perfect love there was no stain
But pride then entered Adam's heart
One bite was just the dreadful start
Of mankind's war against their God
In sin and shame now man would trod
The way once open closed with grief
All glimpses of His glory brief
A chasm vast gaped deep and wide
From God's dear presence, man would hide
So time in sorrow passed on by,
But God had made His plans on high
The ever-selfless, gracious One
So loved the world--He sent His Son
Then God in humbled human form
Was met with malice, jeers, and scorn
He lived a perfect life for us,
Then took my place upon the cross
The Father's wrath poured out on Him
And even as the earth grew dim,
He felt the anguish and the cost
But suffered through to save the lost
For sin was covered by His blood
Dissolving in that crimson flood
And death as well was overturned
As Jesus from the grave returned
A hope for man, who'd gone astray
To God there was again a way--
The chasm wide is wide no more
For Jesus Christ has won the war!
Those who by faith believe His name
No longer bear their guilt and shame
The Holy Spirit dwells within
To aid us in our fight with sin
Now time is drawing to a close
And rife and fearsome are the foes
But all the little odds and ends
Point to the Day when Christ descends
He'll come again, now as the King
His glorious praises we shall sing
The Lord will make the world anew
The balance never more askew
His people to His arms will run
As precious daughter, precious son
A paradise with God once more
The Kingdom with the King most sure
Now tell me, would you rather fight
Against the God who spoke the light?
Or let His blood wash over you
And be reborn a creature new?
The story still continues on
With every dusk and every dawn
The Author writes each day anew...
But don't forget--He loves you too
And better yet, the story's true--
Of what sustains my every breath
Of how a Love endured through death
Now, listen: God, of glorious might
Of endless knowledge, piercing sight,
The treasure of the greatest worth,
He spoke a word and made the earth
And with it, He created man
And held the creature in His hand
There was no suff'ring, was no pain,
On perfect love there was no stain
But pride then entered Adam's heart
One bite was just the dreadful start
Of mankind's war against their God
In sin and shame now man would trod
The way once open closed with grief
All glimpses of His glory brief
A chasm vast gaped deep and wide
From God's dear presence, man would hide
So time in sorrow passed on by,
But God had made His plans on high
The ever-selfless, gracious One
So loved the world--He sent His Son
Then God in humbled human form
Was met with malice, jeers, and scorn
He lived a perfect life for us,
Then took my place upon the cross
The Father's wrath poured out on Him
And even as the earth grew dim,
He felt the anguish and the cost
But suffered through to save the lost
For sin was covered by His blood
Dissolving in that crimson flood
And death as well was overturned
As Jesus from the grave returned
A hope for man, who'd gone astray
To God there was again a way--
The chasm wide is wide no more
For Jesus Christ has won the war!
Those who by faith believe His name
No longer bear their guilt and shame
The Holy Spirit dwells within
To aid us in our fight with sin
Now time is drawing to a close
And rife and fearsome are the foes
But all the little odds and ends
Point to the Day when Christ descends
He'll come again, now as the King
His glorious praises we shall sing
The Lord will make the world anew
The balance never more askew
His people to His arms will run
As precious daughter, precious son
A paradise with God once more
The Kingdom with the King most sure
Now tell me, would you rather fight
Against the God who spoke the light?
Or let His blood wash over you
And be reborn a creature new?
The story still continues on
With every dusk and every dawn
The Author writes each day anew...
But don't forget--He loves you too