G#m
The light hits my eyes in the first of the morning
E
I take in this spectrum of wonder
G#m
Of how unlovely things can be balanced
E
And yet shadow me with despair
C#m
But it washes away when You
G#m
Come out
E
I see just how beautiful You are when You
B
Come out
E
The night seems disappear in You
G#m
I study the surface of this visage You've given
E
It speaks nothing of the things hidden
G#m
Buried beneath what needs improving
E
Lies an outcast unworthy of touching
C#m
But it washes away when You
C#m
How could something so utterly unspeakable
B
Be found in this
E C#m
The ugliness of the horror of Your cross
C#m
It washes away when You