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.
Carried my sins far away.
Far away.
Far away.
Suffering, imagine I cannot.
Forgiving, all my sins You forgot.
Rising, you eased our dismay.
You eased me of 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 far away.
Carried my sins far away.
Far away.
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.
Carried my sins far away
(I'm chasing after You.)
Far away.
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.