Lyrics

So here I stand. Here I am about to unfold the greatest mystery ever known to man in this present time like water into wine, manna from the sky how one man can come and die so that I may be broken to be made whole again and again and again. This is the unfolding of the greatest mystery known to me that I might be shattered gracefully every piece useful for His glory. So that I might bravely tell this story of how the potter puts together broken pieces to make a masterpiece collection of hills and valleys, liquid prayers from assuming sound of silence from my saviour, series of episodes of re-runs of asking and waiting and praying for the wholeness and renewal that I could have only received from brokenness. We build and transform to be reminded that my imperfections make me the perfect candidate to be a vessel, to wrestle with the truth that I am the prodigal son and he left the 99 for me the one, the one who now sings a new song, the one who is found and renewed.