Nashville Tribute Band - The rising

^DI told my ^Amother what t^Droubled my ^Gheart. ^DI saw the ^Aworry as s^Bmhe took me in her ^Garms. ^DI told the ^Apreacher and ^Ghe looked at me. ^DI saw the r^Aising that ^Emnever let ^Gme be,

^DOh, the rising… ^DThe boy, the ^Afaith, the prayers, the ^Bmhate. From weak things, the g^Great things are ^DRising… The love, the fear^A, the fire, the tears. ^BmThe persecution, ^Gthe spirit, the peace^D.

The Spirit of ^AGod like a fi^Gre it spread. ^DCalling the na^Ations put a ^Bmprice upon our heads^G. ^DRunning from da^Arkness and ru^Gnning to light. ^DPraying on our knees ^Afor one more day… ^BmEvery night, amid the r^Dising.

^DOh, the rising… ^DThe boy, the ^Afaith, the prayers, the ^Bmhate. From weak things, the g^Great things are ^DRising… The love, the fear^A, the fire, the tears. ^BmThe persecution, ^Gthe spirit, the peace^D.

I don’t ^Aknow all the answers, But I^Bm’ll do my best^G. To live u^Ap to the rising. That w^Bmon’t let me r^Gest, Oh help me!^D

^DOh, the rising… ^DThe boy, the ^Afaith, the prayers, the ^Bmhate. From weak things, the g^Great things are ^DRising… The love, the fear^A, the fire, the tears. ^BmThe persecution, ^Gthe spirit, the peace^D.

^DIs ris^Aing… ^DRi^Gsing…