Matt Redman - Where angels fear to tread

If it ^Ewasn't for Your mercy If it ^E/G#wasn't for Your love If it ^Awasn't for Your kindness How could I s^Etand?

If it ^C#mwasn't for Your cleansing If it ^E/G#wasn't for Your blood If it ^Awasn't for Your goodness How could I s^Etand?

And ^E/G#yet I find myself ^Aagain Where even ^E/G#angels fear to ^Atread Where I wou^E/G#ld never dare to c^Aome But for the^E/G# cleansing of Your b^Alood

^EWith You there is forgiveness And the^E/G#refore You are feared Jesus, ^Ait's Your loving kindness That br^E/G#ings me to my knees

And ^E/G#I find myself a^Again Where even ^E/G#angels fear to ^Atread Where I wou^E/G#ld never dare to c^Aome But for the^E/G# cleansing of Your b^Alood

In the ^E/G#beauty of your holi^Aness Here in the ^E/G#beauty of Your holin^Aess In the ^E/G#beauty of Your holi^Aness In the ^E/G#beauty of Your holi^Aness

And ^E/G#I find myself a^Again Where even ^E/G#angels fear to ^Atread Where I wou^E/G#ld never dare to c^Aome But I've be^E/G#en cleansed I've been cleansed by Your bl^Aood

In the ^E/G#beauty of your holi^Aness Here in the ^E/G#beauty of your holin^Aess In the ^E/G#beauty of your holin^Aess In the ^E/G#beauty of your holin^Aess

In the ^E/G#beauty of Your holin^Aess In the ^E/G#beauty of Your holin^Aess...