Matthias Replaces Judas. taby ukulele według Showbread

C                    Am                                F
it is so that my transgressions have born a withered fruit,
                          G
the sun has scorched the rising plants;
                   C                          Am
alas they have no root, the bleached bones of animals bound by leather
 F
strips,
                              G                            C
dance through the air with laughter as I wield this wicked whip,

                    Am                                    F
as you did warn me carpenter, this world has weakened my heart,

             G                                      C
so easily I disparage, self-seeking the work of my art,

                          Am                               F
and there you have come to me at the moment I bathe in my sorrow,

                 G                             C
so in love with myself, sought after avoiding tomorrow,
                       Am                           F
where do you find the love to offer he who betrays you?

                      G                          C
and offer to wash my feet as I offer to disobey you,

                    Am                              F
your beauty does bereave me, and how my words do fail,
                   G                            C
so faithfully and dutifully I award you with betrayal,


Am                      F                     C
the weak and the down trodden fall on broken legs,
                  G                          Am
as I walk past a smile I cast, fervor in my stead,
                     F                         C
but my bones like plastic, do buckle backward now,

                        G                                C
I lay in this field by Judas' bowels and anticipate the plow,
              F                          Am
I can not be forgiven; my wages will be paid,

                             G                          C
for those more lovely and admirable is least among the saved,
                        F
and where would I fit Jesus?
                      Am
what place is left for me?
                           G                                      C
the price of atonement is more than I've found to offer up as my plea,

C                       Am                F                  G
Jesus my heart is all I have to give to you, so weak and so unworthy,

                     C                Am                      F
this simply will not do, no alabaster jar, no diamond in the rough,

                        G                        C
for your body that was broken, how can this be enough?

                 Am                        F
by me you were abandoned, by me you were betrayed,

                     G                             C
yet in your arms and in your heart forever I have stayed

C                 Am                                   F
Your glory illuminates my life, and no darkness will descend,

                        G                                C
for you have loved me forever, and your love will never end