Young man, up on the hillside
Teaching new ways
Each word, winning them over
Each heart a kindled flame
Old men, watch from the outside
Guarding their prey
Threated by the voice of a paragon
Leading their lambs away
Leading them far away
Nobody knew his secret ambition
Nobody knew his claim to fame
He broke the old rules steeped in tradition
He tore the holy veil away
Questioning those in powerful positions
Running to those who called his name
But nobody knew his secret ambition
Was to give his life away
His rage, shaking the temple
His word to the wise
His hand, healing on the seventh day
His love wearing no disguise
Some say, death to the radical
He's way out of line
Some say, praised be the miracle
God sends a blessed sign
A blessed sign for troubled times
Nobody knew his secret ambition
Nobody knew his claim to fame
He broke the old rules steeped in tradition
He tore the holy veil away
Questioning those in powerful positions
Running to those who called his name
But nobody knew his secret ambition
Was to give his life away...
Ohh... oh... oh...
Nobody knew his secret ambition
Nobody knew his claim to fame
He broke the old rules steeped in tradition
He tore the holy veil away
Questioning those in powerful positions
Running to those who called his name
But nobody knew his secret ambition
Was to give his life away
Oooohh...
No no, no no
I tell you nobody knew
Until he gave his life away
No!
compositores: WAYNE KIRKPATRICK, MICHAEL W SMITH, AMY GRANT GILL
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