Phil Wickham - Living hope

How great the ^Echasm that lay betw^Been us How high the ^Amountain ^C#m I could not ^Bclimb In desper^Eation, I turned to ^Bheaven And spoke Your ^AName in^Bto the ^Enight

Then through the ^Adarkness, Your loving^Ekindness Tore through the s^C#mhadows of my s^Boul The work is f^Einished, the end is ^Bwritten Jesus C^Ahrist, my l^Biving ^Ehope

Who could i^Emagine so great a ^Bmercy? What heart could f^Aathom ^C#m such boundless ^Bgrace? The God of a^Eges stepped down from g^Blory To wear my s^Ain and ^Bbear my s^Ehame

The cross has ^Aspoken, I am for^Egiven The King of k^C#mings calls me His ^Bown Beautiful ^ESavior, I'm Yours for^Bever Jesus C^Ahrist, my l^Biving ^Ehope

Halle^Aluj^Eah, praise the ^BOne who set me f^C#mree Halle^Aluj^Eah, death has l^Bost its grip on ^C#mme You have ^Abroken every c^Ehain! There's sal^Bvation in Your ^C#mName! Jesus C^Ahrist, my ^Bliving ^Ehope Halle^Aluj^Eah, praise the ^BOne who set me f^C#mree Halle^Aluj^Eah, death has l^Bost its grip on ^C#mme You have ^Abroken every c^Ehain! There's sal^Bvation in Your N^C#mame! Jesus C^Ahrist, my ^Bliving ^Ehope

Then came the ^Emorning that sealed the ^Bpromise Your buried ^Abody ^C#m began to ^Bbreathe Out of the s^Eilence, the roaring ^BLion Declared, "The ^Agrave has no ^Bclaim on ^EMe!" Then came the ^Emorning that sealed the ^Bpromise Your buried ^Abody ^C#m began to ^Bbreathe Out of the s^Eilence, the roaring ^BLion Declared, "The g^Arave has no c^Blaim on ^C#mMe!" ^E Jesus, ^AYours is the ^Bvictor^Ey!

Halle^Aluj^Eah, praise the ^BOne who set me f^C#mree Halle^Aluj^Eah, death has l^Bost its grip on ^C#mme You have ^Abroken every c^Ehain There's sal^Bvation in Your ^C#mName Jesus ^AChrist, my ^Bliving ^Ehope Halle^Aluj^Eah, praise the ^BOne who set me f^C#mree Halle^Aluj^Eah, death has l^Bost its grip on ^C#mme You have ^Abroken every c^Ehain There's sal^Bvation in Your ^C#mName Jesus ^AChrist, my ^Bliving ^C#mhope ^E Jesus ^AChrist, my ^Bliving ^C#mhope ^E Oh God You ^Aare my ^Bliving ^Ehope