HỢP ÂM
King Of Kings
Tone gốc: Em
The Rain
_
His bloodstained hair is hanging E7 down His lips are Am parched
He gasps for G air His hands and Cm feet Are G nailed B7 to His Em throne
Hailing Am Him with jeering sB7 neers As He cries, “Em Father, forgive them!”
_
The lightning G flashes Around His C throne The thunder G crashes
A cry that C tears the earth and G sky
“My Em God, why hast D thou forsaken C Me?”
“My D God, where are Bm You? I’m searching for C You.”
The trembling B7 lips now pale and C silent
The matted Dm7 hair, the blood washed C face
The pulseless Dm7 breast, the lifeless C hands
At the Dm7 price of His own? The King of C kings, the Lord of E7 lords
Who Am died to E7 set you Am free King of B7 kings and Lord of Em lords!
_
60