What is true joy or hope?
Where can it be found?
Is it a promise of golden streets?
Is it in escaping the fires of hell?
No, all things are worthless in view
Of the surpassing value of simply knowing God
And being known by him
Oh, that I may know him
To one day see the savior
Who purchased my life
By his very own blood
To see the king who suffered to die
For a sinner like me
On that day when I see my king
And death has lost its sting
(Death has lost its sting)
Until then I’m chasing after mysteries
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
Carried my sins far away
As far as the east is stretched from the west
Carried my sins far away
From east to west
Far away
From east to west
Far away
Suffering, imagine I cannot
Forgiving, all my sins you forgot
Rising, you eased our dismay
You eased me of all my dismay
All my, all my, all my dismay
On that day when I see my king
And death has lost its sting
(Death has lost its sting)
Until then I’m chasing after mysteries
I’m chasing after mysteries
(I’m chasing after you)
Carried my sins
Carried my sins far away
As far as the east is stretched from the west
Carried my sins far away
From east to west
Far away
From east to west
Far away
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
All things are worthless in view
Of the surpassing value of simply knowing God
And being known by him
Oh, that I may know him
To one day see the savior
Who purchased my life
By his very own blood
To see the king who suffered to die
For a sinner like me
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
All of his beloved
All of his beloved
All of his beloved
