Paul Oakley

^Bm I will never be the same, ^Bm/A
G Now that I've seen the Cross ^D/F#
Bm And how You took upon Yourself ^Bm/A
G The fullness of the wrath of God ^Bm
Em7 And I may never understand ^G
Em7 Just what You suffered in my place ^A
Bm Jesus, You who knew no sin ^Bm/A
G How You were made sin for us ^D
And oh, ^Am7
How f ^C ierce the Father's ^Bm anger. ^F#7
And ^Am7 though You were ^C pierced,
All the ^D pain could not compare; ^D7sus
So ^Am7 dark was the ^C hour
When all ^Bm heaven turned its face away, ^Bm/A
Turned its face away from ^G You.
But how ^D/F# sweet ^G is Your m ^D/F# ercy ^G
As it ^A7sus finds its way to ^D me. ^{A7sus D
Bm Bm/A G Em7 D/F# F#7 Am7 A7sus D}