Rebecca St. James - Hopes song

^CTh^Gere's a story that started on Christmas ^CWh^Gen a baby was born in the night ^FAn^Cd those who came far, who followed the star ^AmWer^Fe ^Gse^Geing a heavenly sight... Bb F F C Bb F F-G a heavenly sight.

^CWe^Amll ^Gth^Ce years hurried by, and the boy, now a man ^AmCou^Fld^Bb make the blind see with a touch of his hand ^AmHe ^Fwa^Cs born to be King -- he was Rabbi and Priest ^AmBut^F t^Ghe best that he had, he gave to the least... ^BbHe ^Fga^Fve^C to the least.

^FHe^Am wa^Gs ^Cborn and he died, almost 2,000 years ago ^FHe^Am la^Gug^Ched and he cried, he felt all the fears we know ^FBu^Amt w^Gha^A2t does it matter? A story so strange... ^BbEve^Gn if it is true, what does it change? ^BbWha^Ft ^Bbdoe^Fs it change?

^CWe^Amll ^Ghe^C spoke like a prophet -- like no one they'd heard ^AmThi^Fs ^Bbsimple young carpenter -- crowds hung on every word ^AmHe ^Fha^Cted injustice -- He taught what is right ^AmHe ^Fsa^Gid "I'm the way, and the truth, and the light."

^FHi^Ams f^Gri^Cends soon believed that truly he was the one. ^FTh^Ame S^Gav^Cior, Messiah, God's one and only son. ^FBu^Amt o^Gth^A2ers, they doubted, they did not agree ^DmSo they took him, they tried him, ^FHe^G died on a tree... ^CHe died on a tree.

^FGo^Cd has made a way ^Gfo^Amr all who mourn and grieve ^FDe^Cat^Amh w^Gill never be the end ^Fif^G y^Cou just believe.

^CThere is nothing left to fear ^Amnot^Ghi^Cng Heaven knows ^FFo^Gr ^Amhe ^Gdied for us to give us life ^Fan^Gd ^Cto give us hope He rose ^FHe^G d^Amied^G for us to give us life ^FAn^Gd ^Cto give us hope He rose.