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1
Christ is the off’ring making God happy; No fault in Him could ever be found. Qualified fully, absolute, pleasing; Fragrance ascends; His praises we sound.
D-AChrist
is the
D
off'ring
A
making
God
D
happy;
ANo
fault in
F♯m
Him
Bm
could
E7
ever
be
A
found.
A7Qualified
Bm
fully,
A
absolute,
D
pleasing;
GFragrance
as
D
cends;
His
A7
praises
we
D
sound.
Chorus 1: Perfect obedience, led to the slaughter, Burnt offering dear, afflicted and cut; Many a skinning, many a stripping; Slanderous words, He would not rebut.
Chorus 1:
Perfect obedience, led to the slaughter,
Burnt offering dear, afflicted and cut;
Many a skinning, many a stripping;
Slanderous words, He would not rebut.
2
Christ’s life with mine now one and the same is. Union, communion, fellowship sweet, I lay my hand on His head most beauteous; All of His virtues flow into me.
Christ's life with mine now one and the same is.
Union, communion, fellowship sweet,
I lay my hand on His head most beauteous;
All of His virtues flow into me.
D-AChrist's
life with
D
mine
now
A
one
and the
D
same
is.
AUnion,
F♯m Bm
communion,
E7
fellowship
A
sweet,
A7I
lay my
Bm
hand
on
A
His
head most
D
beauteous;
GAll
of His
D
virtues
A7
flow
into
D
me.
Chorus 2: Wholly accepted! Turned into ashes! Released from self, my old man has died! Burn me, reduce me, till I am nothing; Hail resurrection; hail the sunrise!
Chorus 2:
Wholly accepted! Turned into ashes!
Released from self, my old man has died!
Burn me, reduce me, till I am nothing;
Hail resurrection; hail the sunrise!
3
Manger to cross, the life of the God-man, His story now my story will be. Could I myself say yes to be slaughtered? Never! yet through Him, “Yes, willingly!”
Manger to cross, the life of the God-man,
His story now my story will be.
Could I myself say yes to be slaughtered?
Never! yet through Him, "Yes, willingly!"
D-AManger
to
D
cross,
the
A
life
of the
D
God-man,
AHis
story
F♯m
now
Bm
my
E7
story
will
A
be.
A7Could
I
Bm
myself
say
A
yes
to be
D
slaughtered?
GNever!
yet
D
through
Him,
A7
"Yes,
D
willingly!"
4
What He experienced, I would experience; What He passed through, I enter into. Loving and tender, to Him surrender, Two parties meld, one living pursue.
What He experienced, I would experience;
What He passed through, I enter into.
Loving and tender, to Him surrender,
Two parties meld, one living pursue.
D-AWhat
He
D A
experienced,
I would
D
experience;
AWhat
He passed
F♯m
through,
Bm
I
E7
enter
A
into.
A7Loving
and
Bm
tender,
A
to
Him
D
surrender,
GTwo
parties
D
meld,
one
A7
living
D
pursue.
5
Fire not of wrath nor judgment nor terror, ‘Twas love I met there, warmed on the hearth. I could approach Him, and He embraced me, Fully received me, filled me with mirth.
Fire not of wrath nor judgment nor terror,
‘Twas love I met there, warmed on the hearth.
I could approach Him, and He embraced me,
Fully received me, filled me with mirth.
D-AFire
not of
D
wrath
nor
A
judgment
nor
D
terror,
A‘Twas
love I
F♯m
met
Bm
there,
E7
warmed
on the
A
hearth.
A7I
could
Bm
approach
Him,
A
and
He
D
embraced
me,
GFully
D
received
me,
A7
filled
me with
D
mirth.
6
All through the dark night, tend to the fire; O Lord, our love rekindle anew. That, life to life, a savor far-reaching, We’d conquer captives, add men to You.
All through the dark night, tend to the fire;
O Lord, our love rekindle anew.
That, life to life, a savor far-reaching,
We'd conquer captives, add men to You.
D-AAll
through the
D
dark
night,
A
tend
to the
D
fire;
AO
Lord, our
F♯m
love
Bm E7
rekindle
A
anew.
A7That,
life to
Bm
life,
a
A
savor
D
far-reaching,
GWe'd
conquer
D
captives,
A7
add
men to
D
You.
7
Worldlings despise us, count us as nothing, Yet to our God we’re precious indeed. Highly regarded, ashes to gemstones, Treasure-built city’s our destiny!