Attalus - Broken cisterns

I ^F#mneed to repent to ^C#myou again I’ve been f^F#mashioning idols ^C#mwith my hands I’m l^Bmaying them down now on the fir^C#e I’ve been p^F#mlaying the harlot ^C#min my heart I’m ^F#mkeeping my Baals in the ^C#mdeepest parts I’m ^Bmburning them out now on the pyr^C#e

So rec^Bmeive my sacri^F#mfice and re^Bmvive my heart O Ch^F#mrist Cause I’m ^Bmsick of d^C#mrinking pl^Deasures ^F#mthat can n^Eever satisfy

And J^Aesus I conf^Dess that the w^Aorld’s a wildern^Eess And ^F#mall of my sins are b^Eroken cisterns^{D E F#m A} I’m t^Ahirsty for that sp^Dring that can w^Aash this sinner c^Elean So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr ^{E F#m A} So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your riv^F#mer

I’ve been ^F#mmaking your house a ^C#mden of thieves Been ^F#mworshiping as your s^C#mpirit grieves I ^Bmsay as I sin more let grace abou^C#nd Well to^F#mday is the day I’m ^C#mcoming clean ^F#mBrokenness is my ^C#moffering So s^Bmtand me again Lord on solid g^C#round

So rec^Bmeive my sacri^F#mfice and re^Bmvive my heart O Ch^F#mrist Cause I’m ^Bmsick of d^C#mrinking pl^Deasures ^F#mthat can n^Eever satisfy Transf^Bmorm my mind I ^F#mpray res^Bmtore my song of p^F#mraise Cause I’m ^Bmsick of s^C#meeking tr^Deasures ^F#mthat can o^Enly fade away

And J^Aesus I conf^Dess that the w^Aorld’s a wildern^Eess And ^F#mall of my sins are b^Eroken cisterns^{D E F#m A} I’m t^Ahirsty for that sp^Dring that can w^Aash this sinner c^Elean So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr ^{E F#m A} So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr ^{E F#m A}

Cre^Aate in me a c^E/G#lean heart And re^F#mnew by your spirit, ^D a right spirit And t^Aear my hard places a^E/G#part I hear your ^F#mword and I fear it, ^D O God I fear it

And J^Aesus I conf^Dess that the w^Aorld’s a wildern^Eess And ^F#mall of my sins are b^Eroken cisterns^{D E F#m A} I’m t^Ahirsty for that sp^Dring that can w^Aash this sinner c^Elean So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr ^{E F#m A} So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr ^{E F#m A} So ^F#mwash me again ins^Eide your rive^Dr

Cre^Aate in me a c^E/G#lean heart And re^F#mnew by your spirit, ^D a right spirit And t^Aear my hard places a^E/G#part I hear your ^F#mword and I fear it, ^D O God I fear it