Peter Mayer - Holy now

^DWhen I was a boy each week On Sunday we would go to ^Achurch And pay attention to t^Ghe priest, He would read the holy^D word, And consecrate the holy bread And everyone would knee^Al and bow Today the only difference^G is

Everything is ^Dholy now ^BmEverything, ^Aeverything Everything is holy n^Gow

^DWhen I was in Sunday school We would learn ab^Aout the time Moses split the sea in tw^Go Jesus made the water win^De ^DAnd I remember feeling sad That miracles don't h^Aappen still But now I can'^Gt keep track Cause everything's ^Da miracle

^BmEverything, ^Aeverything Everything is a ^Gmiracle.

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^AWine from water is not so sm^Gall But an even better magic ^Emtrick ^CIs that anything is here at ^Dall ^ASo the challenging thing be^Gcomes Not to look fo^Emr miracles ^C But finding where ther^Ae isn't one

W^Dhen holy water’s rare at best It barely wet my ^Afingertips But now I have to h^Gold my breath Like I'm swimming in a s^Dea of it It use to be a world half there Heaven’s second rate ^Ahand me down But I walk it with a revere^Gnt air

Everything is ^Dholy now ^BmEverything, ^Aeverything Everything is holy n^Gow

^ARead a questioning child's fac^Ge And say it's not a testame^Emnt ^CThat'd be very ^Dhard to say ^ASee another new morning ^Gcome And say it's not a s^Emacrament^C I tell you that it ca^An't be done

This morning, I ^Dstood outside And saw a little red win^Aged bird Shining like a burnin^Gg bush Singing like a s^Dcripture verse It made me want to bow my head I remember when ^Achurch let out How things have ^Gchanged since then Everything is ho^Dly now It used to be a world half there Heaven’s second rate ^Ahand me down But I walk it with a ^Greverent air

Everything is ^Dholy now ^BmEverything, ^Aeverything Everything is ^Gholy now