Hymns 3 - Crying Holy текст песни

Crying (G) holy unto the Lord,
Crying (C) holy unto the (G) Lord.
Oh on (D7) that (G) day when the bells (D7) don't (G) toll,
Crying holy (D7) unto the (G) Lord

Chorus:
Crying (G) holy unto the Lord,
Crying (C) holy unto the (G) Lord.
Oh if (D7) I (G) could I (D7) surely (G) would,
Stand on that rock where (D7) Moses (G) stood.

Sinners run unto the Lord,
Sinners run unto the Lord.
Now please don't let this parable,
Pass and lose your soul at last.

Crying holy unto the Lord,
Crying holy unto the Lord.
See four and twenty elders,
Bowing all around the alter crying, "Holy unto the Lord."

Lord I ain't no stranger now,
Lord I ain't no stranger now.
I paid any dues to the father and the sun,
Lord I ain't no stranger now.

Sinners run and hide your face,
Sinners run and hide your face.
Sinners run to the rock and hide your face,
Rock cries out, "No hiding place."