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