Bethel Music - So will i

^FGod of creation ^AmThere at the start, ^Gbefore the beginning of ^Ftime ^{Am G F}With no point of reference You ^Amspoke to the dark and ^Gfleshed out the ^Fwonder of light ^{C G}

And as You ^Cspeak A hundred billion ^Amgalaxies are born^G In the vapour of Your ^C/Ebreath the planets f^Form If the ^Amstars were made to^F worship, so will I^C I can see Your heart in ^Ameverything You've ^Gmade Every burning star, a ^C/Esignal^C fire of ^Fgrace If ^Amcreation sings Your ^Fpraises, so will ^CI ^{Am G Dm C/E}

^FGod of Your promise You ^Amdon't speak in vain, no ^Gsyllable empty or ^Fvoid ^{Am G} For ^Fonce You have spoken All ^Amnature and science, ^Gfollow the sound of Your ^Fvoice ^{C/E G}

And as You ^Cspeak A hundred billion ^Amcreatures catch Your ^Gbreath Evolving in ^Cpursuit of what You ^Fsaid If it ^Amall reveals Your ^Fnature, so will ^CI I can ^Emsee Your heart in ^Ameverything You ^Gsay Every ^C/Epainted sky, a ^Ccanvas of Your ^Fgrace If ^Amcreation still ^Fobeys You, so will ^CI ^{Am G Em F Am G F Am G F}

If the ^Fstars were made to worship, so will ^AmI ^G If the ^Fmountains bow in reverence, so will ^AmI ^G If the ^Foceans roar Your greatness, so will ^AmI ^G For if ^Feverything exists to lift You ^Amhigh, so will ^GI If the ^Fwind goes where You send it, so will ^AmI ^G If the ^Frocks cry out in silence, so will ^AmI ^G If the ^Fsum of all our praises still falls ^Amshy^G F Am G F C/E Am G F C/E Then we'll sing again a hundred billion ti-----m----es!

^FGod of salvation You ^Amchased down my heart through ^Gall of my failure ^Fand pride ^{Am G} On a ^Fhill You created The ^Amlight of the world ^Gabandoned in darkness to ^Fdie ^{C/E G}

And as You ^Cspeak A hundred billion ^Amfailures ^Gdisappear Where You lost Your life ^C/Eso I could find it ^Fhere If You ^Amleft the ^Fgrave behind You, so will ^CI I can see Your heart in ^Ameverything You've ^Gdone Every part designed in a ^C/Ework of art called ^Flove If You ^Amgladly chose ^Fsurrender, so will ^CI I can see Your heart, eight ^Ambillion different ^Gways Every precious one, a ^C/Echild You died to ^Fsave If You ^Amgave Your life to ^Flove them, so will ^CI

Like You would again a ^Amhundred billion ^Gtimes But what ^Fmeasure could^C/E amount to Your^F desire? You're the ^AmOne who never ^Fleaves the one ^Cbehind