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