I'm Sorry

[G]   [D]   [C]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [C]   [Am]

           G            D  C-D                G     C  --  D
Oh You've could've been born, On trumpets parade.
G            D C-D            G      C   --  D
Instead You lay, On a bed of hay.
      G             D  C-D             G    C  --  D
Never to be crownd gold, Or rule on high.
      G           D   C-D              G     C --  D
Your mission was simple, You lived to die.

And I'm so[G]rry  [D]      [C]         [D]
For everyt[G]ime I fa[D]ll, oh y[C]es I a[D]m
And I'm so[G]rry, [D]yeah[C]    [D]
For not li[G]stening to Yo[D]ur call  [C]      [D]

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Lord f[Em]orgive all my s[D]ins, You k[C]now where I've b[D]een
And I'm so[G]rry [D]     [C]         [D]

Oh Your bl[G]ood was spi[D]lled[C], [D]for me to li[G]ve...[D]oh t[C]han[D]k You Lord
You g[G]ave true l[D]ove[C], [D]the greatest g[G]ift.[D]  [C]    [D]
All my si[G]ns forgi[D]ven[C], [D]upon that tr[G]ee. [D]   [C]     [D]
Oh my sw[G]eet sweet J[D]esus[C], [D]You've set me fr[G]ee[D]  [C]    [D]