THE MYSTERY
by Michael Card
When the Father longed to show
The love He wanted us to know
He sent His only Son and so
Became a holy embryo
Chorus
That is the Mystery
More than you can see
Give up on your pondering
And fall down on your knees
A fiction as fantastic and wild
A mother made by her own child
A hopeless babe who cried
Was God Incarnate and man deified
Chorus
Because the fall did devastate
Creator must now recreate
So to take our sin
Was made like us so we could be like him
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How Many Kings
Follow the star to a place unexpected
Would you believe, after all we’ve projected,
A child in a manger?
Lowly and small, the weakest of all
Unlikeliest hero, wrapped in his mother’s shawl -
Just a child -
Is this who we’ve waited for? ’cause…
Chorus:
How many kings step down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
And how many gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that is torn all apart
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
Bringing our gifts for the newborn Savior
All that we have, whether costly or meek
Because we believe.
Gold for his honor, and frankincense for his pleasure
And myrrh for the cross he will suffer
Do you believe?
Is this who we’ve waited for?
All for me…
All for you…
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All At War
(Downhere)
I’m learning to stand
the more that I fall down
It’s the law of inversion,
and it’s all turned around
And I’m staggered
by the clash inside my soul
So purposed for good
but inclined for evil
It’s justice and mercy,
the old dichotomies
All along the front lines
of my heart
in both doubt and belief
The sinner and saint,
the old arch enemies
All at war in me
I was born depraved
but created for the divine
With death in my bones,
in my heart eternal life
I’d love for Eden,
but I’d kill for Rome
I’m native in a land
that is not my home
You are the beginning,
and You are the end
Into your great reversal,
I am born again
A beautiful redemption,
You leverage even sin
In me your final victory,
I know You’ll win
Into light, from the shadows
Into life, from the grave
Into love, into love
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Could It Be lyrics
Michael Card (I Corinthians 1:19-25)
In the ebb and flow of living As we wander through the years We're told to listen to a voice We can't here with our ears They say to live by something That you can't see with your eyes Is there really any purpose To this foolish exercise? Chorus Could it be You make Your presence known So often by Your absence? Could it be that questions tell us more Than answers ever do? Could it be that You would really rather die Than live without us? Could it be the only answer that means anything Is You? In our words and in our silence In our pride and in our shame To the genius and the scholar To the foolish and insane To the ones who care to seek You To the ones who never will You are the only answer even still Chorus It's a question you can't answer An answer you cannot express That the gentle Man of Sorrow Is the source of happiness You'll never solve the mystery Of this magnetic man For you must believe to understand Chorus Could it be the only answer that means anything Is You?
