What's your joy or hope?
Where can it be found?
Is it the promise of gold streets?
Is it escaping the fires of hell?
No, all things are worthless in view
The surpassing value of simply knowing God
And being held by Him
All that I may know Him
To what they say that they do
To purchase my life
By His very own blood
To see the king suffered to die
To save souls like me
On that day when I see my King and death has lost its sting.
Until then I"m chasing after mysteries.
I"m chasing after you.
Living, you loved me,
Though I fought.
Dying, you saved me,
My soul bought.
Buried, you carried my sins away.
You carried my sins far away.
Carried my sins far away.
As far as the east is stretched from the west.
From east to west.
Suffering, imagine I cannot.
Forgiving, all my sins you forgot.
Rising, you eased our dismay.
You eased me of all my dismay.
On that day when I see my King and death has lost its sting.
Until then I"m chasing after mysteries.
I"m chasing after you.
Carried my sins far away.
As far as the east is stretched from the west.
From east to west.
I"m looking off into the distance
And though it may just be a shadow,
I"m chasing after mysteries to find the joy in knowing Christ.
On that day when I see my King,
Clothed in all of His power, and His love,
I will join the choirs to sing of His mercies and grace.
With all of His beloved.
Where can it be found?
Is it the promise of gold streets?
Is it escaping the fires of hell?
No, all things are worthless in view
The surpassing value of simply knowing God
And being held by Him
All that I may know Him
To what they say that they do
To purchase my life
By His very own blood
To see the king suffered to die
To save souls like me
On that day when I see my King and death has lost its sting.
Until then I"m chasing after mysteries.
I"m chasing after you.
Living, you loved me,
Though I fought.
Dying, you saved me,
My soul bought.
Buried, you carried my sins away.
You carried my sins far away.
Carried my sins far away.
As far as the east is stretched from the west.
From east to west.
Suffering, imagine I cannot.
Forgiving, all my sins you forgot.
Rising, you eased our dismay.
You eased me of all my dismay.
On that day when I see my King and death has lost its sting.
Until then I"m chasing after mysteries.
I"m chasing after you.
Carried my sins far away.
As far as the east is stretched from the west.
From east to west.
I"m looking off into the distance
And though it may just be a shadow,
I"m chasing after mysteries to find the joy in knowing Christ.
On that day when I see my King,
Clothed in all of His power, and His love,
I will join the choirs to sing of His mercies and grace.
With all of His beloved.