Faith Grows Thin
Words and Music by
Nicholas David Sherwin
Copyright 2002
Isaiah chapter 6


       C#m         A
What a long, cold, season it has been.
    Bm                   F#m
The land is dry, and the faith grows thin.
C#m                               A
Never saw the angel's wings which covered His face
Bm                        F#m
Never felt the touch of a burnin' coal.


Chorus
Bm         F#m
Here am I, send me, Lord.
Bm                        F#m
Fill me with Your Spirit a new.
Bm                 F#m               Bm                      C#m
I wanna be like the seraphim, singing holy, holy, holy is the Lord.


C#m         A        Bm             F#m
Freedom, oh freedom, its always been mine.
      C#m                 A
But a shadow of doubt can make you blind.
        Bm                        C#m
So that freedom can be so hard to find.


Solo (same as first verse)

Repeat Chorus


       C#m         A
What a long, cold, season it has been.
    Bm                   F#m
The land is dry, and the faith grows thin.