Mercyme - Diary

Day ^Eone, ^Amdrifting out at sea ^DNo sign of land, no sign of hope for me ^{E E}Rocking to and fro by the ^Amwaves of complacency ^DI'm just so tired of fighting to bre^Eathe ^D Day ^Etwo or day ^Amsix, day twenty, day fifty They're ^Dall the same, nothing changes for me ^{E E}When will I ever be rescued? ^AmWhen will I ever be free? Oh, ^DGod, someone hear me, someone, ^Eplease, yeah

^EBut wait, oh, but wait, there's a man Walking a^Ambove all of this that surrounds me He ^Dtakes my hand, takes my heart, rips me^E free Rips me^Am free, rips me ^Dfree, rips me ^Efree

^EHow can I ^Dever re^Gpay^A You, ^Emister? ^{D G A} For ^Esetting my ^Ddesperate ^Gsoul^A on dry ^Eland ^{D G A} For ^Esending those ^Dstorms a^Gway^A with a ^Ewhispe^Dr ^{G A} For ^Etaking all ^Dof my ^Gburdens^A in Your ^Ehand^Ds ^{G A} In Your ^Eha^Dnd^Gs,^A in Your hands

Toda^Ey ^Amthings have most certainly changed ^DAll of my pain for all God's hope excha^Enged ^EWhen will I ever be rescued? ^AmThat was my desperate plea And ^DGod, You heard me and set me ^Efree

^EHow can I ^Dever re^Gpay^A You, ^Emister? ^{D G A} For ^Esetting my ^Ddesperate ^Gsoul^A on dry ^Eland ^{D G A} For ^Esending those ^Dstorms a^Gway^A with a wh^Eispe^Dr ^{G A} For ^Etaking all ^Dof my ^Gburdens^A in Your ^Ehand^Ds ^{G A} In Your ^Eha^Dnd^Gs,^A in Your hands

^EHow can I ever repay You, m^Amister? For s^Detting my desperate soul on dry land For ^Esending those storms away with a w^Amhisper For ^Dtaking all of my burdens ^DAll of my burdens in Your hands ^E