Misc Praise Songs - John lucas - cathedrals

I h^Cave the dust on my boots of a th^Dousand cathedrals And I hav^Ce taken my place with bended kn^Dees And I have r^Caised my voice with a m^Dultitude of angels Whose n^Cests are treasured by your tr^Dees

^{C Em}Oh, the music of your f^Dingers ^{C Em}Oh, the heartbeat of your la^Dnds ^{C Em}Oh, the places where you l^Dinger ^{C Em}Oh, the beauty of your h^Dands

And I have l^Cit my candle in the f^Dolds of your forests A spark of l^Cight amongst the fires of the n^Dight And I have r^Cisen with the dawn and the th^Durible of gladness Amongst the m^Cist and the dew of your del^Dight

^{C Em}Oh, the music of your f^Dingers ^{C Em}Oh, the heartbeat of your la^Dnds ^{C Em}Oh, the places where you l^Dinger ^{C Em}Oh, the beauty of your h^Dands

^GYou are the ^Done who makes my p^Caths straight ^GYou are the ^Done who leads me to^C the waters And as ^GI've cupped my h^Dands I know, I know, I've seen your f^Cace For you've t^Gouched my eyes with waterfalls You've t^Douched my eyes with earth You've l^Ced me home with moonlight

^GYou are the ^Done who leads me to^C the waters ^GYou are the ^Done who leads me^C home You lead me h^Gome ^{D Am C} You lead me h^Gome ^{D Am C}