Man of Sorrows Wolves at the Gate
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[Cm]Blistered feet, blood[Eb]ied alone, [Bb]walked the streets a m[Fm]an unknown
[Cm]Battered face as He[Eb] adorns, a [Bb]mocker's robe, a cr[Fm]own of thorns
A [Cm]tree designed for H[Eb]is demise, [Bb]cursed, maligned by g[Fm]uilty cries
The [Cm]nails and hammer th[Eb]ey did meet, two [Bb]in the hands, one i[Fm]n the feet
[Cm]Risen up, put o[Eb]n display, for a [Bb]guilty mob to scr[Fm]eam and say
The [Bb]people yelled to cr[Fm]ucify
"[Cm]He must die! [Eb]He must die!"
With[Bb]out a fight He d[Fm]id comply[(Cm)]
I [Cm]do not know the p[Cm/Eb]ain you felt, or [Ab]lowly service as You knelt
[Eb]Down before such lowly men You se[Bb]rved (and washed their feet)
Who [Cm]is this man they s[Cm/Eb]ent to die? [Ab]Many still could not reply
Be[Eb]trayed and sold by His very o[Bb]wn (with a kiss)
He [Cm]met the needs of th[Eb]ousands fed, [Ab]healed the sick and r[Fm]aised the dead
"[Cm]My God! My God!" The m[Eb]an did say, "Have [Bb]you forsaken m[Fm]e this day?"
[Cm]Bleeding, dying; w[Eb]ords were few, "For[Bb]give them Lord for w[Fm]hat they do"
Cm Eb Bb Fm (Cm, Bb)
Gasping breath they heard Him say, "It is finished!"
[Cm]Laid below the ground You knew it couldn't h[Bb]old You
They [Cm]thought that You were bound by nature's l[Bb]aws
[Fm] For the veil that was torn in tw[Ab]o and the darkness that would ens[Eb]ue
A symbol alas that the [Bb]debt was finally [Fm]paid
When the stone it was rolled aw[Ab]ay, He was no longer where He l[Eb]ay
Surely our King had [Bb]risen from the [Ab]dead
[Ab]On and on and on we're singing,[Cm] singing out for [Bb]all to hear us
[Ab]This is not a simple story;[Cm] our lives are [Bb]for Your glory
Be[Ab]yond my words and written pages,[Cm] Your song a[Bb]cross the ages