Dying Star(Chords)

	        

(....We just sang out the Lord one day,  
and, I said 'Lord I wanna be part of your army' 
and, said 'Lord I wanna be part of your army' 
'I wanna be part of that generation of people you raise up' 
and the Lord, just sang this over me and said)

Cm                Bb              G# 
  You've got your best man on the front side 
Cm    Bb               G# 
  You always show your best side 
Cm    Bb                   G# 
  And evil's always on the other side 
Cm    Bb                 G# 
  You say this is your strategy 
Cm   Bb              G# 
  But son I hope you take it from me 
Cm    Bb                  G# 
  You look just like your enemy 
                    Cm   Bb   G# 
  You're full of pri--- i-- i-- de 
                    Cm   Bb   G# 
  You're full of pri--- i-- i-- de 
(and I just sing that day and said): 
Cm                   G#                  G# 
 We better trash our idols if we want to be  
        Bb           Cm    Bb   G# 
 In the army of the Lord 
Cm                G#              G# 
 And the greatest idol is you and me, 
        Bb                       Cm    Bb   G# 
 We better get on the threshing floor 
Cm            G#                     G# 
 When will we learn that God's strategy 
           Bb            Cm    Bb   G# 
 Is giving glory to the Lord? 
Cm                    G#                    G# 
 So God, so trash our idols cos' we want to be 
        Bb           Cm    Bb   G# 
 In the army of the Lord 
Cm          Bb            G# 
  Star how beautiful you shine 
Cm               Bb             G# 
  You shine more beautiful than mine 
Cm               Bb             G# 
  You shine from sea to shining sea 
Cm           Bb       G# 
  World-wide is your stra--tegy 
Cm              Bb             G# 
  But shinning star I hope you see 
Cm        Bb                  G# 
  If the whole wide world is staring straight at you 
                      
  They can't - see - me... 
play this in 'me...': 
  
 
ocultar tablatura
  Cm      Bb     G# 
e-----------3-----3------------| 
B--1-3--4-4---3-3---1---3-4-3--| 
G--3----5-5---5-5---3----------| 
D------------------------------| 
A------------------------------| 
E------------------------------| x2 

(...I want them to know me but they can't see me 
I want them to know me,  
I want to show my glory but they, they can't see me..) 

(  Cm      Bb    G#  
So rise... rise... rise... 
Live out your fantasy; think that your better than me? 
Cm      Bb      G#  
Rise... rise... rise... 
Live out your man-made religiosity! 
Cm      Bb      G#  
Rise... rise... rise... 
Live out your strategies! 
Rise, rise, rise so the world can see 
Rise, rise, rise so the world can see 
So the world can see just another dying star... 
Cm                   G#                  G# 
 We better trash our idols if we want to be  
        Bb           Cm    Bb   G# 
 In the army of the Lord 
Cm                G#              G# 
 And the greatest idol is you and me, 
        Bb                       Cm    Bb   G# 
 We better get on the threshing floor 
Cm            G#                     G# 
 When will we learn that God's strategy 
           Bb            Cm    Bb   G# 
 Is giving glory to the Lord? 
Cm                G#                   G# 
 So we trash our idols cos' we want to be 
        Bb           Cm    Bb   G# 
 In the army of the Lord 
 In the army of the Lord 

Cm    Bb   G#  
Raise up an army, Raise up an army, Raise up an army, Oh God! 
Raise up an army, Raise up an army, Raise up an army 
In the army of the Lord, In the army of the Lord 
there's no room, there's no room, there's no room for idolatry 
In the army of the Lord 
there's no room, there's no room for man's pleasing 
In the army of the Lord 
In the army, In the army of the Lord 
Raise us up, Raise us up, Oh God!