To The Mystery - Michael Card
When the Father wanted to show
the love He wanted us to know,
He sent His only Son and so
became a holy embryo.
Oh, that is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering,
And fall down on your knees.
As fiction as fantastic and wild
A mother made by her own child!
A hope the babe who cried
was God incarnate and man deified.
That is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering,
and fall down on your knees.
Because the Fall did devastate,
the Creator must now recreate.
And so, to take our sin, was made
like us so we could be like Him.
That is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering
and fall down on your knees.
Oh, that is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering,
And fall down on your knees.
Oh, that is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering,
And fall down on your knees.
Oh, that is the mystery
more than you can see.
Give up on your pondering,
And fall down on your knees.