In the days of old the priest would come
With a lifeless sacrifice
While the crowd in anxious silence
Would wait outside
As he entered in the temple
They only hoped he would be heard
God would give them a tomorrow
And the priest would stay alive

Their only choice, their only hope
Would he be heard
The only way they might be saved
Would he be heard

In the fullness of the promised time
The Final Priest did come
And He offered up a living sacrifice
Now we His children wait for Him
With hope and joyful praise
For we know that God has heard Him
For we know that He was raised

He offered tearful prayers
And He was heard
He offered up His life
And He was heard
So let us fix our eyes upon
The priest whom God did hear
For the joy that was before Him
He overcame the fear
For once and all He paid the cost
Enduring all the shame
Taking up the cruel cross
Ignoring all the pain

So let us fix our eyes upon
The priest whom God did hear
For the joy that was before Him
He overcame the fear
For once and all He paid the cost
Enduring all the shame
Taking up the cruel cross
Ignoring all the pain

So let us fix our eyes upon
The priest whom God did hear
For the joy that was before Him
He overcame the fear
For once and all He paid the cost
Enduring all the shame
Taking up the cruel cross
Ignoring all the pain