D G D
On the road to Damascus I was hung on the ropes of success
A Bm
When You stripped away the mask of life
G Asus A
They had placed upon the face of death
Bm
And I wanna thank You Lord
F#m G Bb
More than all of my words can say (I give my life)
D C# B A G Asus A
I give my life to sing Your praise
And all those fortunes I hoarded
They were the well from which my poverty sprang
Oh they led me to no greater glory and they left me with no less shame
Chorus
Bb2 D
I say I wanna give You glory Lord and I do
Bb2 Bm7/E A
But everything that I could ever find to offer comes from You
Bm G Bm Gmaj7
But if my darkness can praise Your light, You give me breath
D /C# B A G Asus A
And I'll give my life to sing Your praise
On the road to Damascus
I was hung on the ropes of success
When You stripped away the mask of life
They had placed upon the face of death
Bm
And I wanna thank You Lord
F#m G Bb
More than all of my words can say (I give my life)
D /C# B A G G/A D
I give my life to sing Your praise (and beyond this I would not beg)
/C# B A G G/A D
For anything except of grace (to give my life to sing Your praise)
/C# B A G G/A D
And beyond this I would not beg (for anything except of grace)
/C# /B /A G G/A D
To give my life to sing Your praise (and beyond this I would not beg)
For anything except of grace (to give my life to sing Your praise)
And beyond this I would not beg (for anything except of grace)
/C# /B /A G Em7/A
To give my life, I give my life
D /C# /B /A G Asus A D
I give my life to sing Your praise