God, what a faith-filled mystery, That your own Child once died!
In Christ is true humanity — your love — personified.
In all Christ chose to do and say, He followed you alone —
Then other people turned away, For his love judged their own.
Christ died a sacrificial lamb; He showed your wondrous grace.
Christ paid the debt of human sin, By suffering in our place.
Our shepherd died, our lives to save From death and pain and sin.
Christ came to ransom every slave; Now we are bound to him.
O Christ, we call you God and Lord, And loving Savior, too.
In you, our lives have been restored; May we now live for you.
|First Line:||God, what a faith-filled mystery|
|Title:||God, What a Faith-Filled Mystery|
|Author:||Carolyn Winfrey Gillette|
|Scripture:||Matthew 26:39; Matthew 27:32-56; Mark 10:45; Mark 15:21-41; Luke 22:26-49; John 1:29; John 6:38; John 10:14-18; John 19:16-30; John 20:28; 1 Corinthians 15:3; 1 Timothy 2:6|
|Topic:||Good Friday; Lent and Holy Week|
|Copyright:||Copyright © 1999 by Carolyn Winfrey Gillette. All rights reserved|
|Arranger:||Edwin O. Excell (1900)|
|Source:||Virginia Harmony, 1831|