You We might be the hands and feet of this mystery We'll be might be the hands and feet Then we might be the hands and feet of this mystery This mystery
Vertimas: Nichole Nordeman. Tai Paslaptis.
bloom in early May Just as hate know love's the cure You can rest your mind assured that I'll be loving you always As now can't reveal the mystery of
Every evening sky, an invitation To trace the patterned stars And early in July, a celebration For freedom that is ours And I notice You In children?
of argumenative debate, it's a long hill it's a lonley climb. Maybe it's true. CHORUS: Cause they want proof, They want proof of all these mysteries
eyes To laugh at simplicity show me mercy Knowing what I now now Its hard to imagine how I could feel anything but unworthy And The Mystery of your
jesus walked on waters blue and If he helped me I could to If I believed Before rational analysis and systematic thinking Robbed me of a sweet simplicity When wonders and when mysterys
damage done He says come: CHORUS: There is room enough for all of us Please come, and the arms are open wide enough Please come, and our parts are never greater than the sum This
and all honor be to the god of ancient mysteries whose every sign and wonder turn the pages of our history but tonight my heart is heavy and i cannot keep from whispering this
Do You cry, do You hope for all things made new? Try and try to invoke us to live in You That we might be the hands and feel of this mystery This routine
Oh, let me not forget to tremble What a shame to think that I'd appear Even slightly cavalier In the matter of salvation Do I claim this gift You freely
robe? This crown of thorns hurts Me more than it shows Father, please can't You do something? I know that You must hear My cry I thought I could handle the cross of this
at you Lookin' at me Lookin' for love that comes with a guarantee What If I knew All that I need Is held in a hand That'll always offer me This love