Death in His Grave

Death In His Grave (Performance Video) from john mark mcmillan on Vimeo.

There are very few songs I instantly love. Of course, there are some exceptions. When I first heard U2 I instantly loved them. Same with Christian Artist Steve Taylor. I really loved music when I was in jr. high and high school. Most songs, I have to listen a few times to really fall in love with it.



Such as the case with a guy I saw in concert in early June, John Mark McMillan. He opened for Gungor, who I blogged about earlier HERE. I so They were good but loud. Most of the audience were dancing and singing along. I loved how they put the words up on the screen, because the words were poetic and beautiful, but it was hard for me to really appreciate them, since I was hearing their music for the first time.



Since then, I keep hearing about John Mark McMillan! On blog posts, on twitter. He has a new album that released today called The Medicine and it did really well on iTunes today. I liked some songs more than others, but this one really stood out to me today. I love the lyrics:



Death in His Grave

Though the Earth Cried out for blood
Satisfied her hunger was
Her billows calmed on raging seas
for the souls on men she craved

Sun and moon from balcony
Turned their head in disbelief
Their precious Love would taste the sting
disfigured and disdained

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with keys
Of Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave

So three days in darkness slept
The Morning Sun of righteousness
But rose to shame the throes of death
And over turn his rule

Now daughters and the sons of men
Would pay not their dues again
The debt of blood they owed was rent
When the day rolled a new

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke holding keys
To Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave

On Friday a thief
On Sunday a King
Laid down in grief
But awoke with keys
Of Hell on that day
The first born of the slain
The Man Jesus Christ
Laid death in his grave

He has cheated
Hell and seated
Us above the fall
In desperate places
He paid our wages
One time once and for all