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G | D | |
My | eyes are | dry |
C | G | |
My | faith is | old |
Am | Em | |
My | heart is | hard |
D | |
My | prayers are cold. |
G | D | C | G | |
And | I know | how I | ought to | be. |
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Alive to | you and | dead to | me. |
G | C | C | Bm | Am | G |
Oh, what can be | done for an | old | heart | like | mine. |
D | G | |
Soften it | up with oil and | wine. |
C | C | Bm | Am | C | |
The oil is | you, Your | Spir | it | of | love |
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Please wash me a | new in |
C | G | |
The | wine of Your | blood. |