Chords for Unclean
Tempo:
63.7 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Bm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Bm]
[D] [A]
[D] He's too beautiful to look [A] upon, [Bm] too glorious to behold,
prophets foretold.
heard throughout the [A] land.
would breathe praises [A] to this man.
[D] I stand, unworthy, I'm [A] helpless and [Bm] impure.
can I [D] dare approach this one who deserves [Bm] so much more?
[D] [A]
[D] He's too beautiful to look [A] upon, [Bm] too glorious to behold,
prophets foretold.
heard throughout the [A] land.
would breathe praises [A] to this man.
[D] I stand, unworthy, I'm [A] helpless and [Bm] impure.
can I [D] dare approach this one who deserves [Bm] so much more?
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A
G
Bm
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D
A
G
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] He's too beautiful to look [A] upon, [Bm] too glorious to behold,
[G] too matchless and too mighty as [A] the prophets foretold.
[D] The name of one so worthy [A] could be heard throughout the [A] land.
[G] The rocks and trees [D] and skies and seas would breathe praises [A] to this man.
But here [D] I stand, unworthy, I'm [A] helpless and [Bm] impure.
How can I [D] dare approach this one who deserves [Bm] so much more?
[A] I'll [D] cry unclean, so unworthy [B] to be seen by the [A] one who made the seas.
[D] I don't know how that it could [G] be that he would love someone [Bm] like me.
So [A] I will [G] fall [D] upon my face and cry unclean. _
_ _ _ _ Well, I've been living here for many [A] years [Bm] on this outside edge of [D] town.
Trapped by my suffering in [A] sickness prison I am bound.
[G] With racks [D] for my dressings and crumbs [A] for my meals.
[G] No one to show [D] me mercy.
How can I ever find [A] hope here?
Oh, [D] but what is that I hear?
[Bm] Could it be him drawing near?
Can [G] I see him in [D] the distance?
Is that the [G] master's [A] voice I hear?
Oh, [D] can I not run [Bm] and embrace this one?
But I will fall [D] down at his feet.
And I will cry [A] _
unclean.
I [D] am unclean, so unworthy to [Bm] be seen by the [D] one who made the seas.
I don't know how that it could be [G] that he would love someone like [Bm] me.
So [F#m] I will [G] fall upon my face and cry [D] unclean. _
_ _ _ _ Does he know where I've been?
[A] [Bm] Does he see all my [D] sin?
Oh, he's reaching out to me.
Just one touch and I'll be clean.
[A] _ _
[D] Cause oh, [A] precious [D] is the flow [A] that makes me white [D] as snow.
There is no other fountain I know.
But just [G] one touch and [A] I know that [G] I'll be clean.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] He's too beautiful to look [A] upon, [Bm] too glorious to behold,
[G] too matchless and too mighty as [A] the prophets foretold.
[D] The name of one so worthy [A] could be heard throughout the [A] land.
[G] The rocks and trees [D] and skies and seas would breathe praises [A] to this man.
But here [D] I stand, unworthy, I'm [A] helpless and [Bm] impure.
How can I [D] dare approach this one who deserves [Bm] so much more?
[A] I'll [D] cry unclean, so unworthy [B] to be seen by the [A] one who made the seas.
[D] I don't know how that it could [G] be that he would love someone [Bm] like me.
So [A] I will [G] fall [D] upon my face and cry unclean. _
_ _ _ _ Well, I've been living here for many [A] years [Bm] on this outside edge of [D] town.
Trapped by my suffering in [A] sickness prison I am bound.
[G] With racks [D] for my dressings and crumbs [A] for my meals.
[G] No one to show [D] me mercy.
How can I ever find [A] hope here?
Oh, [D] but what is that I hear?
[Bm] Could it be him drawing near?
Can [G] I see him in [D] the distance?
Is that the [G] master's [A] voice I hear?
Oh, [D] can I not run [Bm] and embrace this one?
But I will fall [D] down at his feet.
And I will cry [A] _
unclean.
I [D] am unclean, so unworthy to [Bm] be seen by the [D] one who made the seas.
I don't know how that it could be [G] that he would love someone like [Bm] me.
So [F#m] I will [G] fall upon my face and cry [D] unclean. _
_ _ _ _ Does he know where I've been?
[A] [Bm] Does he see all my [D] sin?
Oh, he's reaching out to me.
Just one touch and I'll be clean.
[A] _ _
[D] Cause oh, [A] precious [D] is the flow [A] that makes me white [D] as snow.
There is no other fountain I know.
But just [G] one touch and [A] I know that [G] I'll be clean.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _