Misc Praise Songs – Sandra Lowen - The Bridegrooms Face (Guitar)

  C                                 Am
I heard a voice that called me to attend a wedding feast,

    F                G                C
But only frowned and said I could not come.

                                    Am
I had no cloak to wear, no shoes to dance in on my feet,

  F                  G              C
I thought that I had better stay at home.

             F                            Am
But, Oh, the music that I heard a-seeping through the Bridegroom's door;

    F                                 Am
The cymbal and the harp all join'd in praise.

             F                                          Am
The smell of new wine like on earth there's none, fresh venison and more;

    F                                  Am
But most of all I saw the Bridegroom's face.

  C                                  Am
Almost embarrassed, still I crept up to the Bridegroom's door,

    F                G             C
And ventured just to take a look inside.

                                 Am
But no one even glanced upon the garment that I wore,

      F                 G                C
Their eyes were fixed upon the groom and bride.

             F                            Am
But, Oh, the music that I heard a-seeping through the Bridegroom's door;

    F                                 Am
The cymbal and the harp all join'd in praise.

             F                                          Am
The smell of new wine like on earth there's none, fresh venison and more;

    F                                  Am
But most of all I saw the Bridegroom's face.

   C                             Am
So many things they told me of a new and golden time,

   F              G                C
So beautiful that tears came to my eyes.

                                 Am
But I refused to listen; I could work some other time.

     F                   G             C
Then someone said, "Just try it on for size."

             F                                Am
And, Oh, the music that you'll hear a-seeping through the Bridegroom's door;

    F                                 Am
The cymbal and the harp all join'd in praise.

             F                                          Am
The smell of new wine like on earth there's none, fresh venison and more;

    F                                  Am
But most of all I saw the Bridegroom's face.

    C                               Am
Now you must understand that all my life I had been blind,

     F               G                C
With all the world I struggled in the pit.

                                      Am
And now they brought a garment that restored man's flesh and mind;

  F                    G             C
I know they weren't mistaken when it fit.

             F                            Am
And, Oh, the music that I heard a-seeping through the Bridegroom's door;

    F                                 Am
The cymbal and the harp all join'd in praise.

             F                                          Am
The smell of new wine like on earth there's none, fresh venison and more;

    F                                  Am
But most of all I saw the Bridegroom's face.

     C                               Am
This is no fable friend, the time of feasting is at hand;

    F             G                 C
And even now they play outside your door.

                                   Am
If you have eyes to see or ears to hear you'll let them in;

    F                   G             C
And you will share that feast forever more.

             F                                Am
And when the tambourines are playing all will sing a brand new song;

    F                              Am
The plowshare evil's weapon will replace.

            F                                       Am
All clad in white, each man will raise his heel and crush the head of wrong;

    F                                       Am
But most of all, we'll see the Bridegroom's face!