O Sweet Mystery of mysteries
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
That a friend should die for me;
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
Whose blood now sets me free.
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
I was blind, but now I see,
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
Lord, I give my life to thee,
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
The awesome branch of Jesse,
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
Whose name makes demons flee.
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
My Lord and God, how can it be?
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
Nailed upon that cursed tree,
O sweet Mystery of mysteries,
That you bled and died …just for me.
Alf Hutchison
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-mystery-of-mystries/
