Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

I wanna make something beautiful

for You and from You

To show You, to show You I a-

dore You, oh, You

And Your journey towards me

which I see and I see

All You push through,

mad for You and because of You

I couldn't thank You in ten thousand years

If I cried ten thousand rivers of tears

Ah, but You know the soul and You know what makes it gold

You who give life through blood Blood,

blood, blood, blood, oh, blood, blood

Oh, I wanna make something so lovely for You

'Cause I promised that's what I'd do for You

With the Bible I stole, I know You forgave my soul

Because such was my need on a chronic Christmas Eve

And I think we're agreed that it should have been free

And You sang to me

They dress the wounds

of My poor people as though they're nothing

Saying, peace, peace

when there's no peace

They dress the wounds

of My poor people as though they're nothing

Saying, peace, peace, peace

when there's no peace

Days without number

Now can a bride forget her jewels

or a maid her ornaments?

Yet my people 'forgotten Me

Days without number,

days without number

And in their want,

Who'll dress their wounds?

( to the end)

Who'll dress their wounds?