Josh Garrels - Words remain

^EmHeaven and the earth will pass away But your ^B7words all remain ^Em And my hands are growing old And weary with p^B7ain Still I fold them to pra^Emy To the one unchanged Yesterday and t^B7oday Oh, YHW^EmH I will try to stay awake Take my last breath of fa^B7ith As I w^Bait for y^Emou ^{D C B7} to com^Eme

Take me beyo^Gnd This l^Cand und^B7one Over the flo^Emod ^{G C B7} By your w^Emord, ^Gspir^Cit, ^B7and b^Emlood

^EmIt was prophesied long ago Every w^B7ord set in stone^Em Not one will fall away Or walk a^B7lone All that I o^Emwn Does not compare To the love that we sha^B7re Please remember me^Em When the hour arrives And you must decid^B7e If you’ll wait for ^Emme ^{D C B7} to come^Em

Take you beyo^Gnd This la^Cnd undo^B7ne Over the f^Emloo^Gd ^{C B7} By my w^Emord, s^Gpir^Cit,^B7 and bl^Emood