Dead Come Alive

Verso 1:

A                         F#m    
Felt alone in the world on my own
                 A/E
 then You came to me
A             E/G#             A
Hope flowing through my veins
A                      F#m
I was lost in the black so far gone
   A/E                             
Then You drank my shame letting sin
  A                 E
 flow through Your veins.

Refrão:

A
Lord You are good oh God You're so 
good
D               F#m              
Lord You are good oh God You're 
       E
so good

Verso 2:

A                  F#m
You were there from the start before
 it all
A                             
Still You left Your throne love 
  E                     A
lowered down in the flesh
A                        F#m
Born to serve born to heal and to 
lay your life
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                 A                 
You're the final offering cause up 
              E/G#
from the grave You rose

Refrão:

A                     A9          
Lord You are good oh God You're so
 A4
 good
D                    F#m         
Lord You are good oh God You're 
    E
so good

A         D        F#m          E
Oh       Oh        Oh          Oh
F#m      D       A           E
Oh       Oh      Oh         Oh

Ponte:

F#m
Oh the miracle You're the miracle
D
That makes the dead come alive
A
Oh the miracle You're the miracle
E
That makes the dead come alive

Rap:

Let me take a little second to tell 
you
as we see a prophecy that came true
You see we need to believe that he 
literally bled through
the clothes on his back his sweat 
the day was just like crimson rain
crimson stains tide bounty and the 
devil can't wash these stains away
Who's he you ask he's a friend of me
cause my inability he was sent from 
me
I hear birds and trees there all 
telling me
it's a good thing he won Gethsemane
cause this enemy is to much for me
and this flesh and world is triple 
teaming me
it seems to be the very end I scream
 please oh please pass this cup from
 me
The thing is it did pass and it 
passes every day
he took my cup from me and 
gracefully he drank the grave
and I don't mean to speak blasphemy 
when I say
but I am speaking of the day when my
 God passed away Okay
no wait wait wait no that's not it 
no that's not all
I don't wanna leave you hanging this
 stories banging
against my throat and against these 
walls
It cant be contained no it wont stay
 in here it will thrive
cause stories just don't die when 
the dead come alive