The Wise Mystery of the Holy One

My image was broken and marred and decayed

But into your likeness I am being made

Fit me for heaven in life's daily chores

That I may become what you created me for.

He became sin for us who knew no sin

So weíll become the righteousness of God in Him

Conformed to the likeness of the radiant son

Refined and reformed as His will is done.

As you remake us you must take us

To places where we are undone

To be broken and crushed

Till we learn to trust

In the wise mystery of the Holy One

In the wise mystery of the Holy One

Our flesh cries out, our old man will shout

But we're changed by the time and the pain

Like a valuable vase

We 're made vessels of grace

That bear all that will make loss a gain!

Our brokenness replaced

Till Christ in Us is made plain.

Yes, every loss is made gain.

So take them away, take them away

All the features of failure and falseness I pray

Any treasure or trash that will get in the way

Until your very likeness I may display.

As you remake us you must take us

To places where we are undone

To be broken and crushed

Till we learn to trust

In the wise mystery of the Holy One

In the wise mystery of the Holy One

Anthony Foster

February 5, 2006