Bm
The light hits my eyes in the first of the morning
G
I take in this spectrum of wonder
Bm
Of how unlovely things can be balanced
G
And yet shadow me with despair
Em
But it washes away when You
Bm
Come out
G
I see just how beautiful You are when You
D
Come out
G
The night seems disappear in You
Bm
I study the surface of this visage You've given
G
It speaks nothing of the things hidden
Bm
Buried beneath what needs improving
G
Lies an outcast unworthy of touching
Em
But it washes away when You
Em
How could something so utterly unspeakable
D
Be found in this
G Em
The ugliness of the horror of Your cross
Em
It washes away when You