Bm
The light hits my eyes in the first of the morning
  G
I take in this spectrum of wonder 
  Bm
Of how unlovely things can be balanced 
  G
And yet shadow me with despair 
  Em
But it washes away when You 

 
 Bm
Come out
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I see just how beautiful You are when You 
  D
Come out 
                    G              
The night seems disappear in You 

 
  Bm
I study the surface of this visage You've given
  G
It speaks nothing of the things hidden
  Bm
Buried beneath what needs improving 
  G
Lies an outcast unworthy of touching 
  Em
But it washes away when You 


  Em
How could something so utterly unspeakable 
  D
Be found in this
      G                             Em
The ugliness of the horror of Your cross 
  Em
It washes away when You