Before there was the light of day Before the deep was named The Father loves, and the Son is the way And the Spirit holds the flame They didn't need a universe The joy was all their own But love that full became a world To make its beauty known He slipped away before the dawn to find a quiet place Not performing, not reciting, going home to see His face Every healing was His Father's hand inside His own Every parable a window looking back to where He's from "I only do what I see my Father doing" (let that land) The God of all creation moving under someone's hand Then the sky ripped and the Father's voice came through "This is my beloved Son," not a title, that's the truth A Father burning with delight who's jealous for this name "I won't give my glory to another," now the glory came In sandals, breaking bread, with dirt beneath His nails The glory of the Father walking dusty desert trails Who is this God? Who is this God? A Father and his Son The Spirit is the love they share The breath that fills the Three in one The stars were spun, the world was made The Lamb was sent, the price was paid He saw what love had done And He was satisfied Let it be so (Let it be so) This is the way (This is the way) For us to fulfill all righteousness He carried death into Himself The way the sea holds stone Despised, rejected, silent Like a lamb whose time has come The Father laid it all on Him The weight of all we'd done And underneath the crushing dark "Father, Father!" cried the perfect Son And then the morning... ...then the breath The Spirit called him through The stone rolled back, the Son walked out Into the Father's view He saw the travail of His Son And joy replaced the pain For His sake we are pardoned For His sake the Spirit came! Saul was on the road breathing murder Full of pride Then the light hit and he's blind "Who are you, Lord?" he cried Not a system, not a symbol, someone answered from the flame And the man who killed for doctrine learned that God's a person's name Peter crumbled, Peter ran, the rooster sang his shame But the Son found him on a beach and spoke to him again "Do you love me, feed my sheep," -- so gentle after being wronged A love like that can only come from where the Son is from John laid his head against the chest and heard the heartbeat there And spent his whole life telling us the simplest, deepest prayer "God is love," -- not has -- not gives -- love's what he's made of The Father and the Son and Spirit, one eternal love Who is this God? Who is this God? A Father and his Son The Spirit is the love they share The breath that fills the Three in one Worthy is the Lamb who bled Worthy is the price He paid The Father saw what love had done And He was satisfied And we are in the story now We've seen the cost, we say amen The Spirit breathes inside our lungs We turn, we follow Him Not at the center, but alive Adopted, loved, and free We live inside the love Between the Father and the Son The Father saw what love had done And He was satisfied "This is my beloved Son" (This is my beloved Son) "In Him, I am well-pleased" Blessing and honor (and honor) And glory (and glory) And power (and power) Be to Him (to Him!) Who sits on the throne And to the Lamb Forever and ever! (Forever) And ever and ever This is my beloved Son This is my beloved Son
