Beauty in this brokenness
Wholeness from these shards of clay
Strength, in weakness made perfect
Blackness of night to light of day
Death into life everlasting
A cup once empty now filled
An eternal chasm now bridged
By holy blood now spilled
Glory walking the face of this darkness
A high king born in a filthy stall
A child who taught the teachers
Who in a raging storm brought calm
The giver of peace rejected
A lamb without blemish on trial
A guiltless man convicted
Condemned by sinners vile
The king of glory beaten
The name above all names denied
The Lord of lords sacrificed
Hosanna in highest crucified
Death came to the giver of life
Separation from His father on high
The burden of sin upon Him
A wretched cry of “Eloi Eloi lama sabachthani”
But, Him death could not defeat
Him the grave could not contain
The Savior rose victorious over death
And shook His lions mane
The victor of the grave now is the way
No other can set you free
Our sins He has defeated
And brought us victory
Beauty in this brokenness
Wholeness from these shards of clay
Strength, in weakness made perfect
Blackness of night to light of day
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