Bob Fitts - Sacrifice

^COh, this must be the hardest hill I've e^Dmver climbed for I must ^Gsacrifice you promised^F son of ^Cmine and ^Cso I go to worship with you ^Dmby my side and t^Grust a sacrifice He will ^Cprovide

and though I ^Fmcherish y^Cou, I must now^Dm offer you to H^Gim who is the giver of all ^Fgood th^Cings and though I ^Fmcherish ^Cyou, I will now^Dm offer you for s^Gurely he could raise you up ^Cagain

^CHere on this altar Father I lay^Dm all my dreams and ^Goffer back to you this child you'v^Fe give^Cn me Oh s^Con you must believe He's called us ^Dmto obey And b^Gy His love, He'll make a bet^Cter way

and though I ^Fmcherish y^Cou, I must now^Dm offer you to H^Gim who is the giver of all ^Fgood th^Cings and though I ^Fmcherish ^Cyou, I will now^Dm offer you for s^Gurely he could raise you up ^Cagain

Oh ^EAbrah^Amam, Oh ^GAbraha^Fm ^C/E now that ^DmI know you fear m^C/Ey name, withhold you^Gr hand Oh ^EAbrah^Amam, oh ^Gfaithful ^Fman ^C/E your only^Dm son, he's not th^C/Ee one behold the ^Gram, behold the^C/E lamb ^G

It ^Cmust have been the hardest thing He^Dm's ever done when ^GGod the Father sacrificed his ^Fonly^C son the ^Cone that he most cherished gave his ^Dmlife away and ^Gby his love, he made a better^C way

and so I ^Fmcherish y^Cou, and so I ^Dmhonour you For ^Gtruly you're the giver of all ^Fgood th^Cings and so I ^Fmcherish y^Cou, and so I ^Dmhonour you your ^Gsacrifice is now the king of ^Ckings.

Jeh^Fmovah-J^Cireh, he has ^Dmprovided the ^Gsacrifice of love no man could ^Fever ^Cpay and what he ^Fmrequires of ^Cyou and me, even the ^Dmhardest things your ^Gblood of christ, your^Dm sacrifice gives me ^Fmstrength to ^Cobey