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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Chorus]
DFor He knew me, D7yet He loGved me A7He whose glory makes the G/Aheavens Dshine So unworthy D7of such mGercy Em Yet when A7He was on the cross GI was F#m/Aon His mDind
[Verse 1]
ID'm not on an Em7/D ego tDrip I'm noA7thing on Amy own MEmake mistakes, I ofA7ten slip Just coGmmon flesh and bDones
But I'll prove someday
Just why I say I'm D7of a special kGind For when He was on the crDoss EmI wasF#m/A on His mDind
[Verse 2]
The lDook of love wEm7/Das on His fDace ThA7orns were on HAis head BEmlood was on His scA7arlet robe StGained a crimson rDed
Though His eyes were on the crowd
He loD7oked ahead in tGime And when He was on the cross EmI was F#m/A on His mDind