Hillsong Worship - So will i (100 billion x)

^DGod of creation ^F#mThere at the start, be^Efore the beginning of^D time ^{F#m E} With ^Dno point of reference You ^F#mspoke to the dark and ^Efleshed out the wonder of^D light ^{A/C# E}

And as You sp^Aeak A hundred billion ^F#mgalaxies are born^E In the vapour of Your ^A/C#breath the planets^D form If the st^F#mars were made to wo^Drship, so will I^A I can see Your heart in ^F#meverything You've made ^E Every burning star, a si^A/C#gnal fire of^D grace If cre^F#mation sings Your pr^Daises, so will I^{A F#m E A/C#}

^DGod of Your promise You ^F#mdon't speak in vain, no ^Esyllable empty or^D void ^{F#m E} For ^Donce You have spoken All ^F#mnature and science, ^Efollow the sound of Your^D voice ^{A/C# E}

And as You sp^Aeak A hundred billion cr^F#meatures catch Your breath ^E Evolving in pur^A/C#suit of what You^D said If it a^F#mll reveals Your n^Dature, so will I ^A I can see Your heart in ^F#meverything You say^E Every painted sky, a ^A/C#canvas of Your^D grace If cre^F#mation still o^Dbeys You, so will I^{A F#m} (So will I^E, ^A/C# so will I^D) ^{F#m E D F#m E}

If the st^Dars were made to worship, so will I^{F#m E} If the mou^Dntains bow in reverence, so will I^{F#m E} If the o^Dceans roar Your greatness, so will I^{F#m E} For if e^Dverything exists to lift You h^F#migh, so will I^E And if the ^Dwind goes where You send it, so will I^{F#m E} If the ^Drocks cry out in silence, so will I^{F#m E} If the ^Dsum of all our praises still falls shy^{F#m E} Then we'll ^Dsing again a hundred billion t^F#mimes ^{E D F#m E D}Whoa ^{F#m E}

^DGod of salvation You ^F#mchased down my heart through ^Eall of my failure and^D pride^{F#m E} On a ^Dhill You created The ^F#mlight of the world a^Ebandoned in darkness to^D die ^{A/C# E}

And as You sp^Aeak A hundred billion ^F#mfailures disappear^E Where You lost Your life so ^A/C#I could find it^D here If You l^F#meft the grave be^Dhind You, so will I^A I can see Your heart in ^F#meverything You've done^E Every part designed in a ^A/C#work of art called^D love If You ^F#mgladly chose surr^Dender, so will I^A I can see in Your heart, eight ^F#mbillion different ways^E Every precious one, a ^A/C#child You died to^D save If You ^F#mgave Your life to ^Dlove them, so will I^A

Like You would again a ^F#mhundred billion^E times But what measure could ^A/C#amount to Your de ^D- sire You're the ^F#mOne who never ^Dleaves the one be^Ahind