Jon Foreman - Mercys war

I was loo^Cking for excuses, And you of^Gfered me my soul^G# In the n^Amame of all my weakness, In the n^Dame of Rock & Roll By your ^E7sickness I am healed, As they ^Fbroke you, I am whole ^AmOh, the w^Fonderful blood of ^GJesu^Cs

I went loo^Cking for the fig leaves, And you as^Gked me what they're ^G#for I was buil^Amding up a wall, And you of^Dfered me a door I was hop^E7ing for silver spoons, When you ^Fhanded me a sword ^AmOh, the w^Fonderful blood of ^GJe^Csus

^E7Maker is ^Amunmade, L^E7ove succumbs to ^Fhate, ^GLife himself is ^Cslain Is death the ^E7only way? Is death the ^E7only way?

I went l^Cooking for religion, Absolute^Gly not a friend^G# I went l^Amooking for ways out, And you ^Dshowed me the way in I went l^E7ooking for a ghost, And inst^Fead I found a man ^AmOh, the ^Fwonderful blood of J^Ges^Cus

'Felt like^C I was at the end, 'Felt like^G giving up on life ^G# I tal^Amked about your mother And d^Denied you once or twice Yeah, I^E7 plucked out your beard, 'Put a ^Fsword into your side ^AmOh, the w^Fonderful blood of ^GJe^Csus

^E7Life and love are t^Amorn, ^E7Like a blaze of earthly swo^Frds You cu^Gt the final co^Crd This is m^E7ercy's war This is m^E7ercy's war

I was c^Chasing after safety, When my w^Gorld went up in flame^G#s You sou^Amght all my defences, Watched my ^Dashes down the drain 'T^E7hought you were a stranger, But you ca^Flled me out by name ^AmOh, the w^Fonderful blood of ^GJes^Cus

Your w^Counds were gaping open, 'Couldn't^G recognize you at fir^G#st And a^Amll I had to offer you was an i^Dnsult or a curse Your b^E7lood dripped down like poison On the n^Fauseated earth ^AmOh, the ^Fwonderful blood of ^GJes^Cus

This is m^E7ercy's war This is me^Frcy's war This is me^Crcy's war This is me^Frcy's war This is me^E7rcy's war This is me^Frcy's war This is me^Crcy's war This is me^Frcy's war This is me^E7rcy's war This is me^Frcy's war

^AmOh, the w^Fonderful blood of ^GJesu^Cs