The Mystery

He was and is and is to come,
He's love but He is just.
The Alpha and Omega,
He's beginning and the end.

He was king but came to serve,
Though poor He owned the earth.
He was God but He was man,
Mortal but immortal.

He was born so He could die,
And He died so we could live.
He was dead but He's alive,
And we are born again.

We were born yet born again,
And we live because One died.
We were guilty, now we're pure,
Washed in crimson blood.

We stand alone but not alone
Though we suffer, we rejoice
Maybe poor but we are rich.
We are dead but we're alive.

King's children, yet we serve,
Keeping faith in One unseen.
We live here but we're not home,
We will die but we will live.