Eternal Sacrifice

I. I had the son for a sacrifice Proffered in faith and joined to love My covenant with him is eternal, sealed by his blood And his fire consumes what he pleases Though the waters be deep as the abyss, they sink not his foundation Though death be black as night It dims not his light For he is eternal The chief high priest and king of life The first born from the dead He was my sacrifice II. I am a sacrifice Laid by the cornerstone Drenched in blood that atones I know the way to the father of all spirits I have the sought revival And if men thirst, there's a fount I can show One with great fire in his bones who had gone below To the very end of the end, even hell Setting bond men free from sin's cell He's a liberator, the very resurrection All roads lead toward him, crooked and straight From him, there's no escape For he is the gate and the keeper, A molder, holder of the keys of life and death He is a helper, your answer to fervent prayers Your salvation to be treasured above shine and acres III. I know the portal through which all stars must come and go It dwells on that old path where all sojourners must pass It's pull none can resist and it's call none can ignore I know a fountain set out on rocky hills, ever lasting Moated by a scented garden valley of olive groves He cries your tears and pleads your causes He dies your deaths and wins your wars He bears your crosses and whips as the truth He is a sacrifice IV. His luscious fruit trees are like pearls colored as the rainbow Exceedingly blessed by his heavens at high noon when they weep buckets Gracing the realms their sterling roots possess And though few leaves be fated to fall like giants caught in quick sand In grief and bloodshed, laid on their backs He stays eternal, engraved with his seals as creator He is who he is, whatever he pleases and I tell you He is eternal, a king forever The way, the truth and the life He is a sacrifice V. Knowing man's thoughts and conversations He hid secrets, kept them away from the sons of earthen nations Entombed where only his visions can take vessels he chooses to honor His sheep are soaked in glad oil And their cups overflow with blessings Their joy shall never cease for so long as he is eternal Their feet are guided by his light Away from vanity's dangers, Their hearts will he sustain by the wealth of his life Fall for the spirit of his love, for he is our eternal sacrifice