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I lowered the key a lot...
It's tF#maken me some time to bDelieve That wF#mhen You said it's done That'sD what You mean That wF#mhen they drove the nails thErough Your Dhands You did not recAant You didn't take it Eback
I dBmrank the cup of death It'F#ms running through my veins I cBmhose my pride instead Of F#mthe glory of Your nEame AllD the wrath of God Athat I DesF#merve with every breaEth Fell upDon Him And He lAoved my heart to deathD A D A D
It's taken me some time to believe There'll never come a day That You'll ever leave That when I drive the nails through Your hands You do not recant You never take it back Oh I drank the cup of death It's running through my veins I chose my pride instead Of the glory of Your name All the wrath of God that I Deserve with every breath Fell upon Him And He loved my heart to death
F#mYou put it in the grave DBrought it back to life F#mPut it in the grave DBrought it back to life F#mPut it in the grave DBrought it back to life
Oh I drank the cup of death It's running through my veins I chose my pride instead Of the glory of Your name All the wrath of God that I Deserve with every breath Fell upon Him And He loved my heart to death