Dying Star by Jason Upton
Key: BmBm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 


(....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):
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  You've got your best man on the front side
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  You always show your best side
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  And evil's always on the other side
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  You say this is your strategy
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  But son I hope you take it from me
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  You look just like your enemy
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  You're full of pri--- i-- i-- de
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  You're full of pri--- i-- i-- de
(and I just sing that day and said):
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 We better trash our idols if we want to be 
        A           Bm    A   G
 In the army of the Lord
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 And the greatest idol is you and me,
        A                       Bm    A   G
 We better get on the threshing floor
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 When will we learn that God's strategy
           A            Bm    A   G
 Is giving glory to the Lord?
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 So God, so trash our idols cos' we want to be
        A           Bm    A   G
 In the army of the Lord
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  Star how beautiful you shine
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  You shine more beautiful than mine
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  You shine from sea to shining sea
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  World-wide is your stra--tegy
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  But shinning star I hope you see
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  If the whole wide world is staring straight at you
                     
  They can't - see - me...
[play this in "me..."]:
     Bm      A     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..)
(  Bm      A    G 
So rise... rise... rise...
Live out your fantasy; think that your better than me?
Bm      A      G 
Rise... rise... rise...
Live out your man-made religiosity!
Bm      A      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...
Bm                   G                  G
 We better trash our idols if we want to be 
        A           Bm    A   G
 In the army of the Lord
Bm                G              G
 And the greatest idol is you and me,
        A                       Bm    A   G
 We better get on the threshing floor
Bm            G                     G
 When will we learn that God's strategy
           A            Bm    A   G
 Is giving glory to the Lord?
Bm                G                   G
 So we trash our idols cos' we want to be
        A           Bm    A   G
 In the army of the Lord
 In the army of the Lord
[Bm    A   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!