Chords for John Mark McMillan "Death In His Grave"
Tempo:
107.95 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
This song is called Death in a Scrape.
[Bm]
[G] [D]
[Bm] Oh,
[G] [D]
oh, [G] [D] oh, oh, oh, oh.
[G] Though [D]
the earth cried out for blood,
[Bm]
Satisfied [G] her hunger [D] was,
Millows combed on raging sea,
[Bm]
Souls of men [G] she craved,
[D] Sun and moon from balcony,
Turned their [G] head in [D] disbelief,
Their precious love wore a taste of [Bm] steam,
This figure and [G] disdain.
[D] On broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on that [D] [A] day,
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [D] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
Oh,
[G] oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, oh, [Bm] oh.
[G] [D] So three days in darkness slept,
[Bm] The morning sun [G] of righteousness,
[D] For rose to shame [A] the throes of death,
[Bm] And overturned [G] his hope,
[D] Now daughters and [A] sons of men,
[Bm] Pay not [G] their dues again,
[D] The debt of blood [A] they owed was rent,
[Bm] When the day rolled [G] anew.
On [D] broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on [A] that day,
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [A] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
Oh, [A]
[Bm] oh, [G] oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, [A] oh.
[Bm] Oh, [G] oh, oh, [D] oh, oh, [A]
[Bm] [G] oh,
[D] oh.
[A]
[Bm] [G]
And he had cheated,
[Bm]
Hell and seed,
[A] And us above [G] all,
And desperate places,
[Bm] Buried at wages,
[A] Wines and [Bm]
[G] all.
[D]
On broad day [Bm] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[B] To [Bm] hell on that [A] day,
[D] [G]
Firstborn [D] of the slain,
[Bm] The man [A] Jesus [D] Christ laid,
[G] Death [E] in his [D] grave.
[E]
[N]
This song is called Death in a Scrape.
[Bm]
[G] [D]
[Bm] Oh,
[G] [D]
oh, [G] [D] oh, oh, oh, oh.
[G] Though [D]
the earth cried out for blood,
[Bm]
Satisfied [G] her hunger [D] was,
Millows combed on raging sea,
[Bm]
Souls of men [G] she craved,
[D] Sun and moon from balcony,
Turned their [G] head in [D] disbelief,
Their precious love wore a taste of [Bm] steam,
This figure and [G] disdain.
[D] On broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on that [D] [A] day,
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [D] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
Oh,
[G] oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, oh, [Bm] oh.
[G] [D] So three days in darkness slept,
[Bm] The morning sun [G] of righteousness,
[D] For rose to shame [A] the throes of death,
[Bm] And overturned [G] his hope,
[D] Now daughters and [A] sons of men,
[Bm] Pay not [G] their dues again,
[D] The debt of blood [A] they owed was rent,
[Bm] When the day rolled [G] anew.
On [D] broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on [A] that day,
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [A] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
Oh, [A]
[Bm] oh, [G] oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, [A] oh.
[Bm] Oh, [G] oh, oh, [D] oh, oh, [A]
[Bm] [G] oh,
[D] oh.
[A]
[Bm] [G]
And he had cheated,
[Bm]
Hell and seed,
[A] And us above [G] all,
And desperate places,
[Bm] Buried at wages,
[A] Wines and [Bm]
[G] all.
[D]
On broad day [Bm] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
Laid down in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[B] To [Bm] hell on that [A] day,
[D] [G]
Firstborn [D] of the slain,
[Bm] The man [A] Jesus [D] Christ laid,
[G] Death [E] in his [D] grave.
[E]
[N]
Key:
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G
Bm
A
E
D
G
Bm
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
This song is called Death in a Scrape. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Bm] Oh, _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ oh, _ [G] _ _ [D] oh, oh, _ oh, _ _ oh.
[G] _ Though [D]
the earth cried out for blood,
[Bm] _
Satisfied [G] her hunger [D] was,
Millows combed on raging sea,
[Bm]
Souls of men [G] she craved, _
[D] Sun and moon from balcony,
Turned their [G] head in [D] disbelief,
Their precious love wore a taste of [Bm] steam,
This figure and [G] disdain.
[D] On broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king, _
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on that [D] [A] day, _
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [D] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave. _
_ _ _ Oh, _
[G] oh, _ [D] _ oh, oh, oh, oh, [Bm] oh. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] So three days in darkness slept,
[Bm] The morning sun [G] of righteousness,
[D] For rose to shame [A] the throes of death,
[Bm] And overturned [G] his hope,
[D] Now daughters and [A] sons of men,
[Bm] Pay not [G] their dues again,
[D] The debt of blood [A] they owed was rent,
[Bm] When the day rolled [G] anew.
On [D] broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
_ Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on [A] that day,
_ [G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [A] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
_ Oh, [A] _ _
[Bm] oh, _ [G] _ oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, _ [A] _ oh.
[Bm] Oh, [G] oh, oh, [D] oh, oh, _ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [G] oh, _ _
[D] oh.
_ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
And he had _ _ _ cheated,
_ [Bm] _
_ Hell and _ seed,
_ _ [A] And _ us _ _ _ above _ [G] all, _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And desperate _ places,
[Bm] _ _ Buried _ at _ wages,
_ _ [A] _ Wines _ _ _ and _ [Bm] _
[G] all. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D]
On broad day [Bm] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king, _ _
Laid down in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[B] To [Bm] hell on that [A] day,
[D] _ [G] _
Firstborn [D] of the slain,
_ [Bm] The man [A] Jesus [D] Christ laid,
[G] Death [E] in his [D] grave. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
This song is called Death in a Scrape. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [Bm] Oh, _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ oh, _ [G] _ _ [D] oh, oh, _ oh, _ _ oh.
[G] _ Though [D]
the earth cried out for blood,
[Bm] _
Satisfied [G] her hunger [D] was,
Millows combed on raging sea,
[Bm]
Souls of men [G] she craved, _
[D] Sun and moon from balcony,
Turned their [G] head in [D] disbelief,
Their precious love wore a taste of [Bm] steam,
This figure and [G] disdain.
[D] On broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king, _
Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on that [D] [A] day, _
[G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [D] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave. _
_ _ _ Oh, _
[G] oh, _ [D] _ oh, oh, oh, oh, [Bm] oh. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] So three days in darkness slept,
[Bm] The morning sun [G] of righteousness,
[D] For rose to shame [A] the throes of death,
[Bm] And overturned [G] his hope,
[D] Now daughters and [A] sons of men,
[Bm] Pay not [G] their dues again,
[D] The debt of blood [A] they owed was rent,
[Bm] When the day rolled [G] anew.
On [D] broad day [A] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king,
_ Laid down [A] in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[Bm] To hell on [A] that day,
_ [G] Firstborn of [D] the slain,
[Bm] The man Jesus [A] Christ [G] laid,
Death [D] in his grave.
_ Oh, [A] _ _
[Bm] oh, _ [G] _ oh, [D] oh, oh, oh, _ [A] _ oh.
[Bm] Oh, [G] oh, oh, [D] oh, oh, _ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [G] oh, _ _
[D] oh.
_ [A] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _
And he had _ _ _ cheated,
_ [Bm] _
_ Hell and _ seed,
_ _ [A] And _ us _ _ _ above _ [G] all, _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And desperate _ places,
[Bm] _ _ Buried _ at _ wages,
_ _ [A] _ Wines _ _ _ and _ [Bm] _
[G] all. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D]
On broad day [Bm] of Eve,
[G] On Sunday [D] a king, _ _
Laid down in grief,
[G] What a wolf with [D] the keys,
[B] To [Bm] hell on that [A] day,
[D] _ [G] _
Firstborn [D] of the slain,
_ [Bm] The man [A] Jesus [D] Christ laid,
[G] Death [E] in his [D] grave. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _