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MARTYRS AND THIEVES
Capo 3rd fret
C2 (x32033)
G/B (x20033)
D9 (xx0233)
Em (022033)
C (x32010)
D (xx0232)
C9 (x32030)
G (320033)
There’s a [C2] place in the [G/B] darkness
That [D9] I used to [G/B] cling to
It [C2] presses harsh [G/B] hope against [D9] time
In the [C2] absence of [G/B] martyrs
There’s a [D9] presence of [G/B] thieves
Who only [C2] want to [G/B] rob you [D9] blind
They steal a[C2]way [G/B] [D9] any sense of [G/B] peace
Though I’m a [C2] king I’m a [G/B] king on my [D9] knees
And I [C2] know they are [G/B] wrong
When they [D9] say that I’m [Em] strong
As the [C] darkness [D] covers [G] me
BRIDGE
So [D] turn on the light and re[C9]veal all the [G] glory
[D] I am [C9] not a[G]fraid
To [D] bare all my [C9] weakness, [G] knowing in meekness
[Em] I have a kingdom to [D] gain
CHORUS
Where there is [G] peace and [D] love in the [C9] light [D]
[G] I am [D] not a[C9]fraid
To let your [G] light shine [D] bright in my [C9] life [D]
Oh [G] I... [D] [C9] [G] [D] [C9] [D]
There are ghosts from my past
Who’ve owned more of my soul
Than I thought I had given away
They linger in closets
And under my bed
And in pictures less proudly displayed
A great fool in my life have I been
Have squandered till pallid and thin
Hung my head in shame
And refused to take blame
For the darkness I know I’ve let win
BRIDGE
CHORUS
Well, I’ve never been much
For the baring of souls
In the presence of any man
I’d rather keep to myself
All safe and secure
In the arms of the sinner I am
Could it be that my worth should depend
On the crimson-stained grace on a hand?
Like a lamp on a hill
Lord, I pray in your will
To reveal all of you that I can
BRIDGE
CHORUS
There’s a place in the darkness
That I used to cling to
It presses harsh hope against time...
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