Masterpiece of Mercy w/lyrics - By the Booth brothers Chords
Tempo:
104.4 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
G#m
B
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [E]
[G] [G] [D]
[Am]
[E] [E]
He knew what I [B] was when He [C#m] made me.
[C#m] [A] He saw the [E] sinner I'd become.
[B] Yet He knew He had grace that could [C#m] save me.
[C#] [F#m] His latest [B] work of art had just [E] [E] begun.
[F] He started with [C] an old dirty [Dm] canvas.
[G] My sin [F] left me tattered, bent, and [C]
marred.
Then this artist [Em] turned his light upon [D] my sadness [Gm] and began to [C] wash away the blackest part.
When [F#] all the stains were [C#] gone, He started [D#m] painting [F#] with colors that I'd never [C#] seen before.
Then [F#] with joy He [C#] was ready [D#m] to display me [G#m] to show the [C#] world what the [F#] cross was for.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, [F#] a miracle of [C#]
grace.
[F#] When the master sees [G#m] one hurting [F#] and wipes the pain [C#]
away, [F#] the canvas of [A#] the artist [D#m] becomes [F#] a [B] holy place.
A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, [G#m] a miracle [F#] of [C#] grace.
[F#] Now I'm getting ready [D#m] for heaven.
[B] Every [F#] day just makes me want to go.
But the artist hasn't stopped, [D#m] he's still painting.
[G#m] And when [F#] he's finished, he will take me home.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, [F#] a miracle [C#] of grace.
[F#] When the master [G#m] sees one hurting [F#] and wipes the pain [C#] away, [F#] the canvas [A#] of the artist [D#m]
[C#] becomes a holy [B] place.
A masterpiece of [F#] mercy, [G#m] a [G#] miracle [F#] of grace.
When the master sees one hurting and wipes the pain away, the canvas of [A#] the artist [D#m]
becomes a [F#] holy [B] place.
A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, [G#m] a [A#m]
[B] miracle [C#] of [F#] grace.
[G] [G] [D]
[Am]
[E] [E]
He knew what I [B] was when He [C#m] made me.
[C#m] [A] He saw the [E] sinner I'd become.
[B] Yet He knew He had grace that could [C#m] save me.
[C#] [F#m] His latest [B] work of art had just [E] [E] begun.
[F] He started with [C] an old dirty [Dm] canvas.
[G] My sin [F] left me tattered, bent, and [C]
marred.
Then this artist [Em] turned his light upon [D] my sadness [Gm] and began to [C] wash away the blackest part.
When [F#] all the stains were [C#] gone, He started [D#m] painting [F#] with colors that I'd never [C#] seen before.
Then [F#] with joy He [C#] was ready [D#m] to display me [G#m] to show the [C#] world what the [F#] cross was for.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, [F#] a miracle of [C#]
grace.
[F#] When the master sees [G#m] one hurting [F#] and wipes the pain [C#]
away, [F#] the canvas of [A#] the artist [D#m] becomes [F#] a [B] holy place.
A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, [G#m] a miracle [F#] of [C#] grace.
[F#] Now I'm getting ready [D#m] for heaven.
[B] Every [F#] day just makes me want to go.
But the artist hasn't stopped, [D#m] he's still painting.
[G#m] And when [F#] he's finished, he will take me home.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, [F#] a miracle [C#] of grace.
[F#] When the master [G#m] sees one hurting [F#] and wipes the pain [C#] away, [F#] the canvas [A#] of the artist [D#m]
[C#] becomes a holy [B] place.
A masterpiece of [F#] mercy, [G#m] a [G#] miracle [F#] of grace.
When the master sees one hurting and wipes the pain away, the canvas of [A#] the artist [D#m]
becomes a [F#] holy [B] place.
A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, [G#m] a [A#m]
[B] miracle [C#] of [F#] grace.
Key:
F#
C#
G#m
B
D#m
F#
C#
G#m
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ He knew what I [B] was when He [C#m] made me.
[C#m] _ [A] He saw the [E] sinner I'd become.
[B] Yet He knew He had grace that could [C#m] save me.
[C#] _ [F#m] His latest [B] work of art had just [E] [E] begun.
_ [F] He started with [C] an old dirty [Dm] canvas.
_ [G] My sin [F] left me tattered, bent, and [C]
marred.
Then this artist [Em] turned his light upon [D] my sadness [Gm] and began to [C] wash away the blackest part.
When [F#] all the stains were [C#] gone, He started [D#m] painting _ [F#] with colors that I'd never [C#] seen before.
Then [F#] with joy He [C#] was ready [D#m] to display me [G#m] to show the [C#] world what the [F#] cross was for.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, _ [F#] a miracle of [C#]
grace.
[F#] When the master sees [G#m] one hurting _ [F#] and wipes the pain _ [C#]
away, [F#] the canvas of [A#] the artist _ _ [D#m] becomes [F#] a [B] holy place.
_ _ A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, _ [G#m] a miracle _ [F#] of _ _ [C#] grace.
_ [F#] Now I'm getting ready [D#m] for heaven.
[B] Every [F#] day just makes me want to go.
But the artist hasn't stopped, [D#m] he's still painting.
_ [G#m] And when [F#] he's finished, he will take me home.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, _ [F#] a miracle [C#] of _ grace.
[F#] When the master [G#m] sees one hurting _ [F#] and wipes the pain [C#] away, _ [F#] the canvas [A#] of the artist _ [D#m] _
[C#] becomes a holy [B] place.
_ A masterpiece of [F#] mercy, _ [G#m] a [G#] miracle [F#] of grace.
When the master sees one hurting and wipes the pain away, the canvas of [A#] the artist _ _ [D#m]
becomes a [F#] holy [B] _ _ _ place.
_ _ _ A masterpiece _ [F#] of mercy, _ [G#m] a _ _ [A#m] _
[B] miracle _ [C#] of _ _ [F#] grace.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ He knew what I [B] was when He [C#m] made me.
[C#m] _ [A] He saw the [E] sinner I'd become.
[B] Yet He knew He had grace that could [C#m] save me.
[C#] _ [F#m] His latest [B] work of art had just [E] [E] begun.
_ [F] He started with [C] an old dirty [Dm] canvas.
_ [G] My sin [F] left me tattered, bent, and [C]
marred.
Then this artist [Em] turned his light upon [D] my sadness [Gm] and began to [C] wash away the blackest part.
When [F#] all the stains were [C#] gone, He started [D#m] painting _ [F#] with colors that I'd never [C#] seen before.
Then [F#] with joy He [C#] was ready [D#m] to display me [G#m] to show the [C#] world what the [F#] cross was for.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, _ [F#] a miracle of [C#]
grace.
[F#] When the master sees [G#m] one hurting _ [F#] and wipes the pain _ [C#]
away, [F#] the canvas of [A#] the artist _ _ [D#m] becomes [F#] a [B] holy place.
_ _ A masterpiece [F#] of mercy, _ [G#m] a miracle _ [F#] of _ _ [C#] grace.
_ [F#] Now I'm getting ready [D#m] for heaven.
[B] Every [F#] day just makes me want to go.
But the artist hasn't stopped, [D#m] he's still painting.
_ [G#m] And when [F#] he's finished, he will take me home.
A masterpiece [G#m] of mercy, _ [F#] a miracle [C#] of _ grace.
[F#] When the master [G#m] sees one hurting _ [F#] and wipes the pain [C#] away, _ [F#] the canvas [A#] of the artist _ [D#m] _
[C#] becomes a holy [B] place.
_ A masterpiece of [F#] mercy, _ [G#m] a [G#] miracle [F#] of grace.
When the master sees one hurting and wipes the pain away, the canvas of [A#] the artist _ _ [D#m]
becomes a [F#] holy [B] _ _ _ place.
_ _ _ A masterpiece _ [F#] of mercy, _ [G#m] a _ _ [A#m] _
[B] miracle _ [C#] of _ _ [F#] grace.
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