Who can comprehend your holy ways O Lord,
your glorious power without end,
from which the stars were born?
How could we, ever understand the moving of your hand?
How could we ever come to grasp the One who never began?
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are.
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are.
Though we only see in part,
you've completely won our hearts.
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are!
Who can comprehend your gracious mercy Lord,
your loving kindness that would send a Savior to be born?
Why would you, Jesus, die for us, who cursed your perfect name?
Why would you, come to reconcile those who caused your shame?
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are.
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are.
Though we only see in part,
you've completely won our hearts.
Oh, what a glorious mystery you are!
Written by Stephen Altrogge
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