Andrew Peterson - Dark before the dawn

I've been waiting for the ^Dsun To come bl^Gazing up out of the night like a bullet f^Drom a gun Till every s^Ghadow is scattered, every dragon's on^Bm the run ^D Oh, I bel^Gieve, I believe that the light is gonna ^Acome And this is the ^Gdark, this is the dark before the^D dawn

^DI've been waiting for some peace To come ^Graining down out of the heavens on these war^D-torn fields All cre^Gation is aching for the sons of God to ^Bmbe revealed Oh, I beli^Geve, I believe that the victory is s^Aealed The serpent ^Gstruck but it was ^Acrushed beneath His ^Dheel

^AOh, I know the wind can bring the l^Gightning ^AOh, I know the lightning brings the ^Grain ^AOh, I know the storm can be so fr^Bmightening But that same w^Gind is gonna blow that storm a^Away ^DBlow that storm away ^{G D G} Lord, I'm waiting for a ch^Bmange ^G I'm waiting for the ch^Dange

^DSo I'm waiting for the King To come g^Galloping out of the clouds while the angel ^Darmies sing He's gonna g^Gather His people in the shadow of His w^Bmings And I'm gonna ^Graise my voice with the ^Asong of the re^Bmdeemed ^G 'Cause all this darkness is a ^Dsmall and passing thing ^A

This is the ^Bmstorm, this is the ^Dstorm ^DThe storm before the calm This is the ^Gpain, the pain before th^Ae balm This is the ^Bmcold, the ^Dcold ^DIt's the cold before the warm These are the ^Gtears, the tears before ^Athe song This is the ^Gdark ^A Sometimes all I see is ^Gthis darkness ^A Well, can't you fee^Gl the darkness ^A This is the dark befor^De the dawn ^{G D} I'm just waiting for a ch^Gange, ^Bmchange ^G Lord, I'm waiting for the ch^Dange ^G

I had a d^Dream that I was waking at the burning edge of dawn ^DAnd I could see the fields of glory, I could h^Gear the sower's song I had a d^Dream that I was waking, at the burning edge of dawn ^GAnd all that rain had washed me ^Dclean all the ^Gsorrow was gone I had a d^Dream that I was waking, at the burning edge of dawn And I could f^Ginally believe, the king had loved me all along I had a d^Dream that I was waking, at the burning edge of dawn I saw the s^Gower in the silver mist, and He was calling me ^Dhome