Intro: E A (E) (2x) Luke 8:22-25
Verse 1:
E A
It wasn't the raging wind that stirred his sleeping
E A
It wasn't the sea that woke him with waves crashing
B A
It wasn't the angry sky that shook him with thundering.
B A
It wasn't for fear or the threat of losing
C#m A B B
life that he called the storm to cease.
Chorus: E B
It was the cry. It was the cry.
A B E
It was the cry of the ones he called his own.
A B E C#m A
It was the sound of their weeping that pierced deep his soul.
B
It was the cry. Repeat Intro
Verse 2:
It wasn't the fame of a martyr's death that kept him on the cross.
It wasn't a lack of eternal strength that made him suffer loss.
It wasn't for peace of mind he said thy will be done,
or for a lack of wisdom or a guilty past that he was silent when accused. Repeat Chorus
Bridge: E A E A B A B A
Verse 3:
It wasn't the majestic sound of angels that made him stop and listen,
or the screaming hoards of demons that changed his direction,
or noisy companions that sparked a second glance.
It was the lonely cry of the beggar man that halted my savior's steps.
Chorus 2 (2x):
He hears the cry. He hears the cry.
He hears the cry of the ones he calls his own. (make us whole)
He hears the sound of their weeping and will one day bring us home.
He hears the cry
Repeat Bridge
He hears the cry ... E A E