This Mystery
Say goodnight
To the light
Of the setting sun
One more day
One more way
Of keeping track
Of all I've done
I run this race
Keep this pace
I'm doing fine
And I won't stop
Until each box
Gets checked a second time
And life becomes
The round and round
Revolving door
That won't slow down
It won't slow down
Do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
From day to day, oh
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 feet
Of this mystery
This routine
Is nice and clean
From dawn to dusk
I rise and rest
I do my best
When will it ever be enough?
And life becomes
The bigger noise
Drowning out
Your little voice
Your little voice, Jesus
Do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
From day to day, hey, yeah
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 feet
Of this mystery, oh
We take stock
And we punch the clock
And we make sure all those zeros
Have balanced in the end
And do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
Day after day after day
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 feet
Of this mystery, hey, oh
That we might be
The hands and feet
That we might be
The hands and feet
Of this mystery
This mystery
To the light
Of the setting sun
One more day
One more way
Of keeping track
Of all I've done
I run this race
Keep this pace
I'm doing fine
And I won't stop
Until each box
Gets checked a second time
And life becomes
The round and round
Revolving door
That won't slow down
It won't slow down
Do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
From day to day, oh
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 feet
Of this mystery
This routine
Is nice and clean
From dawn to dusk
I rise and rest
I do my best
When will it ever be enough?
And life becomes
The bigger noise
Drowning out
Your little voice
Your little voice, Jesus
Do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
From day to day, hey, yeah
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 feet
Of this mystery, oh
We take stock
And we punch the clock
And we make sure all those zeros
Have balanced in the end
And do You wish
Do You want
Us to breathe again?
Say goodbye
To the lines
That we've colored in
Brown and grey
Day after day after day
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 feet
Of this mystery, hey, oh
That we might be
The hands and feet
That we might be
The hands and feet
Of this mystery
This mystery
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Writer(s): Nichole Nordeman
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