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Beautiful Mystery (bedroom demo #15)
 
 Beautiful Mystery

 words and music: Terry Scott Taylor
©2017 Shape of Air Music, BMI


Here’s a paradox, a parable

The transcendent, the ethereal

A parallel, a variable

Meek and mild, and terrible


In his failure of imagination

Putting faith in charts and calculations,

He was blind to all his limitations,

While relishing every approbation


Where were we when the world was formed

The planets spun, the stars were born

Jehovah riding on the storm

A cloak of darkness and light adorned

This Beautiful Mystery


In brick and mortar theology

She found shelter from troubling imagery

In the literal and the orderly

No enigmas in her glossary


When we could not grasp love this profound

We subdued it with a thorny crown,

Whipped it into shape, and nailed it down

Sealed the exit from the burial ground


And where were we when the world was formed

The planets spun, the stars were born

Jehovah riding on the storm

A cloak of darkness and light adorned

This Beautiful Mystery

This Beautiful Mystery

This Beautiful Mystery


Vocals, guitars- Terry Scott Taylor