Author/Artist: Phil Keaggy Title: Maker of the Universe (Intro) Album: Way Back Home Hi all, Seeing Phil last week inspired me to sit down & (try) to learn some songs I have been meaning to learn for a while now. Here's how I play the intro to "Maker of the Universe". Thanks John & Ken for posting the chords last week. Note: tune 1 whole step down DGCFAD. -0------0----------|--------------|-0-----0---------|-----------------|------- ---------------1p0-|---0-----0----|-------------1p0-|---0-------------|------- -----2-------------|-2-------0----|-----2-----------|-2--------1------|------- ---2---------------|--------------|---3-------------|-2------2--------|------- -0-----------------|--------------|-----------------|-----------------|------- -------------------|-3-------3----|-1---------------|-0--------0------|------- -------------------|--------------|------------------0-|--------------|------- -3-----3-------1p0-|--------------|-3----------0h1-3---|-1---0--------|------- -----0-------------|-0-2-----2----|-0-------0h2--------|---------2----|------- ---0---------------|---------3----|--------------------|---------3----|------- -------------------|--------------|--------------------|-0-------3----|------- -3-----------------|-1------------|-3------------------|--------------|------- ********************************************* * Title : Maker of the Universe * * Artist : Phil Keaggy * * Album : Sandrops ('98) * * Written by Laurent Quirós & Helge Dittmer * ********************************************* Maker of the Universe: ====================== -1- The Maker of the universe As man for man was made a curse the claims of laws which He had made Unto the uttermost He paid His holy fingers made the bough That grew the thorns that crown His brow The nails that pierced His hands were mined in secret places He designed He made the forrest whence there sprung the tree on which His body hung He died upon a cross of wood Yet made the hill on which it stood -2- The sky that darkened o'er His head by Him above the earth was spread. The sun that hid from Him its face, by His decree was poised in space. The spear which spilled His precious blood was tempered in the fires of God. The grave in which His form was laid was hewn in rocks His hands had made. The throne on which He now appears was His from everlasting years. But a new glory crowns His brow and ev'ry know to Him shall bow. End: The Maker of the Universe