[Verse 1] Offerings marked the future land, one law for every soul, Blue thread upon the garment called the heart to self-control. Then Korah gathered princes and accused the chosen men, As if nearness to the holy could be seized by human claim. [Pre-Chorus] Censers filled with incense, And glory stood before the tent. [Chorus] Between the dead and the living Aaron ran, Incense in his censer, mercy in his hands. The plague moved through the people till the priest stood in the line, And judgment stopped where intercession met the dying. [Verse 2] The earth opened beneath the tents of Dathan and Abiram, Fire consumed the princes who had offered unauthorized flame. Their bronze became a covering, a warning at the altar, But the next day all the people blamed the servants once again. [Bridge] Twelve rods lay before the LORD, one for every tribe, Aaron's dead wood budded, blossomed, almonds came alive. The sign confirmed the priesthood and silenced jealous claims, For calling is not taken, it is given by the Name. [Final Chorus] Between the dead and the living Aaron ran, Incense in his censer, mercy in his hands. The plague moved through the people till the priest stood in the line, And judgment stopped where intercession met the dying. [Outro] A dead rod flowered, And rebellion lost its voice.