Felix Culpa

	  		

verse 1 
Am                               G   F 
Turn the lights on, look at what I have 
(F) 
See the twisted trophies of a dead man 
Am                               G    F 
Countless stories, tell of sin and pain 
                                           Fmaj7  G6 Am7 
But they sing the sweetness of my savior’s grace 

verse 2 
Am                          G      F 
I’m a torn man, spirit fighting flesh 
(F)       
There’s a battle raging deep in my chest 
Am                                      G     F 
But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain 
                                          Dm7 
Only sings the sweetness of my savior’s grace 

(Dm7)      Cmaj7     Bm11             Fmaj7           Dm7 
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall 
         Cmaj7      Bm11          Fmaj7 
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven 


verse 3 
Am                         G   F 
Jesus bought me, and now I am His 
(F) 
Dying with Him, in His death I now live 
Am                     G         F 
All my vices, to which I’ve been chained 
                                        Dm7 
Only speak the sweetness of my savior’s grace 

Bridge 
                Fmaj7                                     G6 
And still I’m a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate 
  Am7 
I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake 
       Fmaj7                                                    G6 
I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign 
       Am7 
In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained 
       Fmaj7                                             G6 
See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins 
       Am7          
From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away 
Fmaj7 
Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace 
Am7 
Grace..” 

Instrumental/Outro 
Am9  Cmaj9  Fmaj9  G6