Andrew Peterson - Last words tenebrae

^N.C.Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do ^N.C.Forgive them, they know not what they do

^EbFather, forg^Cmive them, for they ^Abknow not what they ^Ebdo For^Cmgive them, they k^Abnow not what they ^Ebdo

Today^{Gm Cm} you will ^Abbe with me in ^EbParadise ^GmYou will ^Cmbe with me to^Abday

Today^{Eb Cm} you will ^Abbe with me in ^EbParadise ^CmYou will ^Abbe with me to^Ebday

B^Ebehold ^Cmyour son^Ab, behold^Eb your moth^Cmer, behold^Ab your son^Eb Be^Ebhold y^Cmour son,^Ab behold ^Ebyour mothe^Cmr, behold ^Abyour son ^Eb

^Gm My Go^Cmd, my God^Ab, w^Ebhy have you fors^Gmaken me? ^CmWhy have you fors^Abaken me?

^Eb My Go^Cmd, my God^Ab, w^Ebhy have you fors^Cmaken me? ^AbWhy have you fors^Ebaken me? (I thirst, I thirst)

^EbIt is f^Cminished,^Ab It is f^Ebinished,^Cm It is f^Abinished,^Eb It is finished ^EbIt is f^Cminished,^Ab It is f^Ebinished,^Cm It is f^Abinished,^Eb It is finished

^Gm Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Gm I co^Cmmmit my spiri^Abt

^Eb Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Cm I co^Abmmit my spiri^Ebt

^Gm Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Gm I co^Cmmmit my spiri^Abt

^Eb Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Cm I co^Abmmit my spiri^Ebt

^Gm Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Gm I co^Cmmmit my spiri^Abt

^Eb Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Cm I co^Abmmit my spiri^Ebt

^Eb Father, i^Cmnto your hands,^{Ab Eb} into your hands ^Cm I co^Abmmit my spiri^Ebt