Flatt Lonesome - He still hears

When the d^Gays can seem so long ^Cand the nights are lo^Gnger still and ^AmTimes like these you can question God's good g^Drace Your h^Geart is hurting so ^Cand you lost the st^Grength to stand just ^Amcry out to the L^Dord, He hears you s^Gtill

He still ^Ghears when it se^Cems you're all a^Glone He still ^Amhears when your b^Cread is turned t^Do stone ^GGod will work according to His p^Cerfect ^Am/Ball wise w^Amill Just c^Gry out to the L^Dord, He hears you st^Gill

When your h^Geart is growing cold ^Cand the fire is ^Gall but out and ^AmLife's hard winds bring on an empty c^Dhill Just s^Gtir the coals again, r^Cebuild the fire the s^Gtorms have quenched And c^Amry out to the L^Dord, He hears you s^Gtill

He still ^Ghears when it se^Cems you're all a^Glone He still ^Amhears when your b^Cread is turned t^Do stone ^GGod will work according to His p^Cerfect ^Am/Ball wise w^Amill Just c^Gry out to the L^Dord, He hears you st^Gill

He still ^Dhears when it s^Aeems you're all ^Dalone He still ^Bmhears when your b^Dread is turned t^Eo stone ^AGod will work according to His p^Derfect ^D/C#all wise w^Bmill Just c^Ary out to the L^Eord, He hears you st^Aill ^E

Just c^Ary out to the L^Eord, He hears you ^Ds t i l^A l ^{E A}