We sang this in church Sunday. As we sang, I was fascinated by the thought-provoking imagery of the lyrics, but not immediately drawn to the song itself. By the time we finished it, however, I knew this song necessitated further meditation. The first run-through just isn't enough to convey the depth of the message that I recognized this song had to offer. So I came home, found it online, listened to it a few times, and haven't been able to get it out of my head all week. The juxtaposition of such paradoxical but true descriptors has really caused me to consider the cross at yet another level. I wanted to share this song in the hopes that others will experience this, as well. Don't just listen to it once! It requires repetition to grasp its full significance!
Beautiful Scandalous Night
Lyrics by Steve Hindalong; music by Derri Daugherty
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Go on up to the                      mountain of mercy
                To the crimson perpetual tide.
                Kneel down on the shore,
                Be thirsty no more,
                Go under and be purified. 
Follow Christ to                      the holy mountain,
                Sinner sorry and wrecked by the fall.
                Cleanse your heart and your soul
                In the fountain that flows
                For you and for me and for all.
                At the wonderful, tragic, mysterious tree
                On that beautiful, scandalous night, you and me
                Were atoned by His blood and forever washed white
                On that beautiful, scandalous night. 
On the hillside,                      you will be delivered,
                At the foot of the cross justified,
                And your spirit restored
                By the river that poured
                From our blessed Savior's side. 
                    At the wonderful, tragic, mysterious tree
                On that beautiful, scandalous night, you and me
                Were atoned by His blood and forever washed white
                On that beautiful, scandalous night.
Go on up to the                      mountain of mercy
                To the crimson perpetual tide.
                Kneel down on the shore,
                Be thirsty no more,
                Go under and be purified. 
                    At the wonderful, tragic, mysterious tree
                On that beautiful, scandalous night, you and me
                Were atoned by His blood and forever washed white
                On that beautiful, scandalous night.

2 comments:
Thank you.
Wow. That's awesome. I love it. I'll have to mull on it for a bit.
:)
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