[Verse 1] You grew up where the temple bells called, Where the king's house crowned the hill. Every table had its boundaries, Every step obeyed the law's will. Chosen people, ancient promise, Rules that marked the days and years; Then the Teacher gave his life, and A new road opened through the tears. [Chorus] The law was a shadow of the good things to come, A shape on the wall before morning had begun. The offerings could never make the heart wholly new, But mercy came near, and the promise came true. The law was a shadow; the substance was love, A door swung wide by the One from above. [Verse 2] Even Peter paused at the rooftop, When the vision called him to see: What the Lord has made clean, don't turn from; There is room at the table for me. Old distinctions still held their power, And the faithful were pressed to choose; Some were shunned by the leaders around them, Yet they would not let hope be bruised. [Chorus] The law was a shadow of the good things to come, A shape on the wall before morning had begun. The offerings could never make the heart wholly new, But mercy came near, and the promise came true. The law was a shadow; the substance was love, A door swung wide by the One from above. [Instrumental Interlude] [Bridge] Not the stone nor the altar could carry us through, Not the mark nor the meal could make all things new. One life freely given, one path opened wide, A hope for the nations with nothing to hide. [Final Chorus] The law was a shadow of the good things to come, A shape on the wall before morning had begun. The offerings could never make the heart wholly new, But mercy came near, and the promise came true. The law was a shadow; the substance is love, A door swung wide by the One from above. [Outro] The shadow gives way as the morning comes through; The promise is brighter, the promise is true.
