The Isaacs - She cries

She ho^Clds him close her baby son As wi^Fse men view the Holy One So a^Bbmazed at what she's done and she c^Cries She dr^Caws Him gently to her breast His ti^Fny hands caressed Not kn^Bbowing just why she was blessed and she ^Ccries

She c^Eries with ^Ftears of ^G7joy The w^Dmaiting now has ^G7passed She holds here b^Dmaby boy at l^G7ast and she c^Cries

She s^Cees three crosses on a hill She kn^Fows it was the Father's will So st^Bbruck with grief her heart stands still and s^Che cries And th^Cere upon the mountainside Her di^Fsbeleif she cannot hide As her^Bb own son is crucified and she ^Ccries

^EShe cries with ^Ftears of ^G7pain The d^Dmarknest days she's ev^G7er know How could they l^Dmeave him here ^G7alone and she c^Cries

Another t^Cime at another place She l^Fooks upon the Master's face The s^Bborrows gone and all the pain erased and she ^Ccries

So am^Cazed how this could be But h^Fow it's all clear to see She b^Bbows before His Majesty and she c^Cries

Sh^Ee cries with^F tears of ^G7joy The ^Dmwaiting now has ^G7passed She holds the ^Dmrisen king at l^G7ast And sh^Ee cries with ^Ftears of^G7 joy And no^Dmw there'll be no more ^G7goodbyes He wipes the t^Dmears from her^G7 eyes as she ^Ccries She c^Cries... Mary c^Cries