Thank God For Sunday Morning

C F G F C Neon lights and stained glass windows F Old bar stools and back row pews G I ran to one more than the other F C But I couldn't outrun You C Trying to fill up all the empty F Trying to numb the pain inside G Thinking You’d never forgive me F C For all those Saturday nights, but F Thank God for Sunday morning F Thank God for 3:16 C And the words in red that say You bled G And gave Your life for me F Thank God for a choir singing C G Am And a voice saying, "Come back home" Dm7 C F Saturday night looked like the end of the story G C F But thank God for Sunday morning C Now I know that You're no stranger F To the broken hearts like mine C It's what You do, yeah, somehow You F C Bring dead things back to life C And it might look like it’s as over F As a stone over a grave C But I've seen You move, I'm living proof F C You still roll stones away F Thank God for Sunday morning F Thank God for 3:16 C And the words in red that say You bled G And gave Your life for me C F Thank God for a choir singing C Am And a voice saying, "Come back home" Dm C F Saturday night looked like the end of the story G C F But thank God for Sunday morning C F Oh, oh-oh C Sunlight through the stained glass window F Feels like freedom on my face C Really is the new beginning F C It really is amazing grace F Thank God for Sunday morning F Thank God for 3:16 C And the words in red that say You bled G And gave Your life for me C F Thank God for a choir singing C Am And a voice saying, "Come back home" Dm7 C F G Saturday night looked like the end of the story, oh Dm7 C F G Saturday night looked like the end of the story, hmm-mm C But thank God for Sunday morning F C G F C Thank God for Sunday morning