Since we have a great high priest
A great high priest, our Jesus
Who has passed through heavenlies
To intercede for us
Let us hold fast our confession
For the Lord has been there too
And let us draw near to heaven
He will help you through
Let me tell you 'bout the high priests
Chosen from among men, sent to represent them
And to act on behalf of a people that have a sin problem
Let me tell you 'bout the high priest
Once every year, there's a day where they
Well he enters in the holiest place
To ask grace to be saved from the sin problem
Let me ask you 'bout this high priest
Sounds like a righteous guy
Is his life spotless and sanctified?
Nothin' condemnin' him like a sin problem?
Let me tell you the sin problem
The funny thing is, as you'll see
He has the same disease
So he must atone for his own sins first
What on earth?
It's like he's not a very good high priest
How's he gonna intercede when he's got the same infirmity?
Wouldn't the Lord show anger towards him as well
Cause just as sinful as the rest of Israel?
I see your point but you've gotta see mine
These men were appointed by God's design
Designed to die? No designed to sympathize
With the lives of the Israelites
I think you might be losing your mind there, Thom
Sympathy's not going to save.
I know but listen to what I'm saying, Kelsie
These guys are like shadows and types
Yeah, ineffectual types
Your guitar's an ineffectual type
But what we can agree on is this
Jesus, He is better, He is infinitely better
Blameless, spotless, sinless, righteous
Able to fight this sinful-itis
Able to right these wrongs that plague us
Able to justify and save us
Able to sympathize with our weakness
Cause He has taken on flesh to seek us
He is better in every way
Than the Levite priests of the olden days
For His priestly reign will never ever cease
And he is of the order of an ancient priest
As said by the Lord who declared it so
And appointed Him a priest by the word of an oath
Let us tell you 'bout this great high priest
In the days of His flesh, he prayed
(With cries and tears, with righteous fear)
To the one who was able to save him from death
Though a son, he learned to obey
By bearing weight and suff'ring pain
And a perfect priest he became
And now He is able to save us from death
For He is of the order of Melchizedek