Chris Renzema - God be my vision

^EGod, be my vision, be my Holy^C#m truth Yea,^A I’ll be the branches if you’ll be ^Ethe root ^EI’d give all my freedom, yea I’d become ^C#ma slave To l^Aay on your shore and be w^G#ashed by your waves ^C#mTo lay on your ^G#shore and be ^Awashed by your ^Ewaves

^EI don’t care for riches nor mans empt^C#my praise Cus’ ^Ayou’re all I want, for all of my ^Edays ^EI’d give all my money, yea I’d throw it^C#m away ^ATo stand in your presence, and feel the ^G#light of your face ^C#mTo stand in your ^G#presence, and feel the l^Aight of your f^Eace

All I ^C#mwant is Y^Aou, You kn^Eow Cus’ through the j^C#moy of l^Aetting ^Ego I’ve found my^C#m peace, I’ve found my h^Aope, I’ve found my h^Eome

^EGod, be my treasure, Lord be my ^C#mreward Be m^Ay Holy Jesus, what I’m fighting f^Eor I^E’d give all my hist’ry, just to stand at your ^C#mdoor ^ATo knock and hear, “enter you’re an o^G#rphan no more” ^C#mTo knock and hear, ^G#“enter you’re an o^Arphan no mo^Ere”