A child was born on Christmas Day
Born to save the world
But long before the world began
He knew His death was sure
The pain and strife securedMystery, how He came
To be a man
But greater still
How His death was in His planGod predestined that His Son would die
And He still created man
Oh, what love is this
That His death was in His handsThe Christmas trees
They glow so bright
With presents all around
But Christmas broughtA tree of life
With blood that sacrificed
The greatest gift in lifeMystery, how He came
To be a man
But greater still
How His death was in His planGod predestined that His Son would die
And He still created man
Oh, what love is this
That His death was in His handsI am just a man and
Cant begin to comprehend
When You look into this traitors eyes
What do You see that justifies the LambGod predestined that His
Son would die
And He still created man
Oh, what love is this
That His death was in His plan
Mystery, mystery