C        G       F        C
My eyes are dry, my Faith is old.

   Dm       Am       G
My heart is hard, my Prayers are cold.

    C      G     F        C
And I know how I ought to be,

 Dm      Am       G       C   F  C
Alive to You, and dead to me.


                 F                           C
Well what can be done, for an old heart like mine?

          G                C
soften it up, with Oil and Wine.

    C7     F                   C
The Oil is You, Your Spirit of Love.

                G                        C
Please Wash me anew, in the Wine of Your Blood