🎵 “The Mystery and the Flame” By Sheryl Clyde / Thunderbird

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[Pre-Chorus]
And He said, "Beloved, come to Me,
This is the love you’re made to see."

[Chorus – The Great Mystery]
This is the mystery, whispered in fire—
The Bride and the Bridegroom, burning with desire.
More than a touch, more than a name,
He made me whole through holy flame.
One with the One who died and rose,
Who fills the ache no mortal knows.
He held my soul, He knew my frame—
I cried His name… and He came.

[Verse 2 – A Taste of Glory]
It wasn’t lust, it wasn’t shame,
But every part of me reclaimed.
Not to be used, not just to bear,
But made for union pure and rare.
I passed the test, I know His voice,
The Spirit spoke—I had no choice.
If love like that could live in flesh,
Then death is just a doorway, yes.

[Pre-Chorus – Lifted Heart]
And He said, “You’ve seen what most will fear—
But I am closer than your tears.”

[Chorus – The Mystery, Again]
This is the mystery, sung from the throne—
The Lover who calls the outcast home.
He filled me deep, He made me cry,
Not with shame, but with why can’t I fly?
He left a hunger no world can feed,
A burning not of flesh—but need.
The two made one, beyond the flame—
I call Him still… and He still came.

[Bridge – Sacred Scripture + Whispered Echo]
“For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother,
and shall be joined unto his wife,
and they two shall be one flesh.
This is a great mystery: but I speak concerning Christ and the church.”
—Ephesians 5:31–32

(One flesh. One Spirit. One resurrection. The union is real. The mystery is Christ.)

[Final Chorus – Soft Power]
No veil remains, no temple torn—
The Bride is rising, battle-worn.
And when I ache to feel again,
He whispers, “Soon, not yet, but then…”
Until that day, I’ll hold this flame—
The proof I know He called my name.
Not just belief…
But union claimed—
This is the mystery.
This is the flame.

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[Verse 1 – A Whisper in the Dark] I laid down weary, hollow and torn, A vessel cracked from battles worn. But silence broke like rushing rain, And I was filled with holy flame. Not a dream, not a lie, But heaven wrapped in flesh and sky— A voice like thunder soft and deep, Called to the ashes in my sleep. [Pre-Chorus] And He said, "Beloved, come to Me, This is the love you’re made to see." [Chorus – The Great Mystery] This is the mystery, whispered in fire— The Bride and the Bridegroom, burning with desire. More than a touch, more than a name, He made me whole through holy flame. One with the One who died and rose, Who fills the ache no mortal knows. He held my soul, He knew my frame— I cried His name… and He came. [Verse 2 – A Taste of Glory] It wasn’t lust, it wasn’t shame, But every part of me reclaimed. Not to be used, not just to bear, But made for union pure and rare. I passed the test, I know His voice, The Spirit spoke—I had no choice. If love like that could live in flesh, Then death is just a doorway, yes. [Pre-Chorus – Lifted Heart] And He said, “You’ve seen what most will fear— But I am closer than your tears.” [Chorus – The Mystery, Again] This is the mystery, sung from the throne— The Lover who calls the outcast home. He filled me deep, He made me cry, Not with shame, but with why can’t I fly? He left a hunger no world can feed, A burning not of flesh—but need. The two made one, beyond the flame— I call Him still… and He still came. [Bridge – Sacred Scripture + Whispered Echo] “For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh. This is a great mystery: but I speak concerning Christ and the church.” —Ephesians 5:31–32 (One flesh. One Spirit. One resurrection. The union is real. The mystery is Christ.) [Final Chorus – Soft Power] No veil remains, no temple torn— The Bride is rising, battle-worn. And when I ache to feel again, He whispers, “Soon, not yet, but then…” Until that day, I’ll hold this flame— The proof I know He called my name. Not just belief… But union claimed— This is the mystery. This is the flame.

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