Matt Gilman - Holy

^EmHere we are, ^BmGod, come before the throne ^Gof gr^Bmace He^Emre we are, God^Bm, come before the m^Gercy se^Bmat

I can see the l^Emightning, I can ^Bmfeel the thunder I can hear the ^Gvoices proceeding from your ^Bmthrone

Twenty-four ^Emelders bowing low^Bm, casting ^Gdown their crowns of gol^Bmd And four living ^Emcreatures crying out^Bm, day and n^Gight, night and da^Bmy

Only ^Emone word comes to ^Bmmind There's only ^Gone word to des^Bmcribe

^Em Holy^Bm, holy,^G Lord God Al^Bmmighty

^EmThere is no one ^Bmlike you You are ^Gholy, ^Bmholy