C          F      D

[Verse 1]
 Am
Amidst a mob of madmen
            G
She stood frightened and alone
   Am
As hate filled voices hissed at Him
      G
That she should now be stoned
    F
But in the air around Him
      Em
Hung a vast and wordless love
     F
Who knows what luminous lesson
        C              G
He was in the middle of


[Verse 2]
  Am7
At first, He faced the fury
   G
Of their self-righteous scorn
    Am
But then He stooped and at once became
    G
The calm eye of the storm
    F
It was His wordless answer
         Em
To their dark and cruel demand
  F
A lifetime in a moment
       C                   G
As He scribbled in the sand


[Chorus]
        D               C
It was silence, it was music
       G
It was art, it was absurd
    Em                 C
He stooped and shouted volumes
         G                  D
Without saying a single word
         Bm             C
The same finger of the strong hand
          G          Asus4    A
That had written ten commands
    Em      D      C                 G
For now was simply scribbling in the sand


[Verse 3]
    Am
Within the space of space and time
   G
He scribbled in the sand
    Am
They came to hear and see as much
   G
As they could understand
    F
Now bound by cords of kindness
    Em
They couldn't cast a single stone
    F
And Jesus and the women found
     G                   D
That they were all alone


[Chorus]
        D               C
It was silence, it was music
       G
It was art, it was absurd
    Em                C
He stooped and shouted volumes
         G                  D
Without saying a single word
         Bm             C
The same finger of the strong hand
          G          Asus4    A
That had written ten commands
    Em      D      C                 G
For now was simply scribbling in the sand

[Instrumental]
G     Bm     C     G

A     Em    C      G


[Bridge]
     Am
Could that same finger come
            Em
And trace my soul's sacred sand?
    Am
And make some unexpected space
      Em
Where I could understand?
            F            Em
That my own condemnation pierced
          Dm               C
And broke that gentle hand
     G                        C
That scratched the words I'll never know,
 G               D
Written in the sand


[Chorus]
        D               C
It was silence, it was music
       G
It was art, it was absurd
    Em                 C
He stooped and shouted volumes
         G                  D
Without saying a single word
         Bm             C
The same finger of the strong hand
          G          Asus4    A
That had written ten commands
    Em      D      C                 G
For now was simply scribbling in the sand
         Bm             C
The same finger of the strong hand
          G          Asus4    A
That had written ten commands
    Em      D      C                 G
For now was simply scribbling in the sand

[Outro]
Bm     C     G     Asus4     A
Em     D     C     D     G