Sin from the future, past, and present, Poured upon an earthly peasant. A visitor from realms unknown - Dimensions existing outside our own. They threw upon his head a crown, As the price for life trickled down His arms, his hands, his back, his brow - He was ridiculed and beaten down. Offenses not yet materialized, Pockmarked upon sacred flesh, Sin bound to him to forever die Through eternal spirit in body dressed. Upon the beam he put to death All of our sin with his last breath The offering of perfect flesh Consumed our guilt, absorbed our debt. He died to make us one again With God and with our fellow men. Whoever will receive this gift God will his soul to oneness lift. Our bodies wither in the sun - What treasure can be found in them? They shrivel up just like the grass As eternity is met again. That eternity is ours to choose Inside the realm of linear time. But once our fleshly chains are loosed And the clock stopped of our lifetime Our destiny we will have met Whatever we accrued of debt Will have been washed away in red Or ever rest upon our heads. In melody and numbers We are bound to him In laws and energy All worlds are made akin. Music and math connect us between Our reality here and the heavenly scene Deep principles and energy Unite us with eternity. Where space is a line, and time set free Our Father lives in eternity. And in this world of shortened time A Savior came to absorb our crimes Upon Himself, in flesh he died. In this space our God was crucified And in His power raised to life. We join with him to reunite. The Spirit speaks between the realms Of boundless time and boundless space. He is the one that overwhelms Our beings with eternal grace. And pulls us out of mortal flesh And into oneness with our God, So when we take our final breath We'll awake in his rest, forever in awe Of the light and height and depth of our God Who lives in time and ages broad - In linear, cubic, and infinite space. In oneness we will see his face And be caught up in his embrace. And endlessly we'll sing his praise.
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