John Mark McMillan

Death In His Grave

John Mark McMillan


Tom: D

(intro) C G Am C11

C                      G
Though the Earth Cried out for blood
Am                   C11
Satisfied her hunger was
    C                 G
Her billows calmed on raging seas
        Am               C11
for the souls on men she craved

C                 G
Sun and moon from balcony
Am                   C11
Turned their head in disbelief
      C                             G
Their precious Love would taste the sting
   Am          C11
disfigured and disdained

(refrão)
   C        G
On Friday a thief
   Am        C11
On Sunday a King
C            G
Laid down in grief
    Am          C11
But awoke with keys
   C           G
Of Hell on that day
          Am           C11
The first born of the slain
    C        G
The Man Jesus Christ
     Am            C11
Laid death in his grave

C                         G
So three days in darkness slept
    Am             C11
The Morning Sun of righteousness
    C                 G
But rose to shame the throes of death
    Am            C11
And over turn his rule

    C                 G
Now daughters and the sons of men
      Am            C11
Would pay not their dues again
    C                  G
The debt of blood they owed was rent
         Am           C11
When the day rolled a new

Am G   C11 C
He has cheated
Am   G   C11  C
Hell and seated
Am   G   C11    C C11
Us above the fall
Am   G   C11    C
In desperate places
Am   G   C11    C
He paid our wages
Am   G   C11    C   C11
One time once and for all