Aaron Keyes - Psalm 62 my soul finds rest

My ^Gsoul finds ^D/F#rest in G^Cod alone, My ^Grock and ^Cmy sa^Emlvatio^D/F#n. A ^Gfortress s^D/F#trong ag^Cainst my foes, And^G/B I will n^Cot be s^Dhak^Gen.

Though ^Clips may bless and h^G/Bearts may curse And ^Clies like a^Emrrows pi^Derce me I'll ^Gfix my ^D/F#heart on ri^Cghteousness I'll ^G/Blook to ^CHim who ^Dhears ^Gme

O ^Dpraise Him ^G/Bhalle^Clujah, My ^GDelight and my ^GRewa^Crd! Ever^Dlasting ^G/Bnever ^Cfailing, My Re^Amdeemer ^Dmy ^GGod.

Find ^Grest my ^D/F#soul in G^Cod alone, A^Gmid the w^Corld's tem^Emptat^D/F#ions. When ^Gevil ^D/F#seeks to t^Cake a hold, I'll ^G/Bcling to ^Cmy sal^Dvat^Gion.

Though ^Criches come and ^G/Briches go Don't ^Cset your ^Emheart up^Don them The ^Gfields of ^D/F#hope in wh^Cich I sow Are ^Gharves^Cted in ^DHea^Gven.

I'll ^Gset my ^D/F#gaze on G^Cod alone, And ^Gtrust in ^CHim co^Emmplet^Dely. With ^Gevery ^D/F#day pour o^Cut my soul, And ^G/BHe will pr^Cove His m^Derc^Gy.

Though ^Clife is but a f^G/Bleeting breath. A ^Csigh too d^Emeep to me^Dasure. My ^GKing has c^D/F#rushed the cu^Crse of death, And ^GI am ^CHis fo^Drev^Ger.

O ^Cpraise Him! O ^Empraise Him! Halle^Dsus4lujah! Halle^Clujah!