Misc Your Songs - Dan churchill - the way

^CHe wore a robe of many c^Golors,^{D/E C}But he was pure, white a^Gs snow^{D/E C}He made a promise, He'd del^Giver^D/E And He split ^Ctime as we ^Gkno^Dw

^CAnd He was kind like no ^Gother^{D/E C}And He would love those hard to ^Glove^{D/E C}He would heal the broken ^Gheart^D/Eed The Well Of ^CLife from God ^Gabove ^D

^GYou are, The I Am, my ^CHope in the ^Gnight ^GMy Strenght, My ^EmShield, ^Csent to satis^Gfy All the ^Ddebt of ^EmMan, ^CLord You hear our ^Gcries Your The ^EmWay, The ^DTruth, and The ^GLife ^D

^CThe crowds would gather in awesome ^Gwond^D/Eer ^Cpressing just to touch his ^Gclot^D/Ehes ^CHaving mercy and healing ^Gmany^D/E He be^Ccame their Living H^Gope^D

^GYou are, The I Am, my ^CHope in the ^Gnight ^GMy Strenght, My ^EmShield, ^Csent to satis^Gfy All the ^Ddebt of ^EmMan, ^CLord You hear our ^Gcries Your The ^EmWay, The ^DTruth, and The ^GLife ^D

^CA friend would sell him to the ^Gwick^D/Eed ^CDid they know the ^Gprophec^D/Ey ^CHe'd stay quiet as he was ^Gbeate^D/En They pierced our ^CSavior on a ^GTree...Y^Deahhh

^GRejoice, Rejoice. The ^CKing, He is ^GAlive ^EmIts done, We ^Gpraise ^CHoly Ado^Gnai Yes, we ^Dthank You ^EmLord, we ^Clift Your Name on ^Ghigh Your The ^EmWay, The ^CTruth, and The ^GLife

^GYou are, The I Am, my ^CHope in the ^Gnight ^GMy Strenght, My ^EmShield, ^Csent to satis^Gfy All the ^Ddebt of ^EmMan, ^CLord You hear our ^Gcries Your The ^EmWay, The ^DTruth, and The ^GLife ^D