James Taylor - Hymn

I got ^Dmhol^Fmaj7y ^Gchildren ^Em7to sh^Fow me ^Dmthe ^Glight Singing ^Dm7hall^Fmaj7e l^Gujah, brother ^Amhow ab^D7out ^Gyou? Y^Emeah, we g^A7ot ^Dm7ho ^Fmaj7ly ^Gscriptures ^Em7here that ^Fprove us to ^Dmbe r^Gight In be^Bblieving out l^Foud what we w^Gish to be ^Amtrue

Well I got s^Dm7toned o^Fmaj7ut n^Geighbors^Em7 to t^Fake me ^Dmin to^Gw Singing c^Dm7lose ^Fmaj7your ey^Ges, singing ^Amope^D7n wi^Gde ^{Em A7}Watch the w^Dm7orld fall aw^Fmaj7ay belo^Gw, l^Em7et the w^Finter w^Dmind b^Glow And w^Bbhere will we ^Fhide when it c^Gomes from i^Amnside?

Oh, ^Dm7hear me now, ^Fmaj7hear me n^Gow, hear me now ^Dm7Hear me now,^Fmaj7 hear me ^Gnow, hear me now ^Dm7Hear me now, ^Fmaj7listen ^G I got^Dm7 sweet, ^Fmaj7sweet m^Gusic ^Fmaj7sometim^Dm7es ^{Fmaj7 G}

Yes, a ^Dm7child ^Fmaj7in s^Gide me w^Em7as al^Fone in ^Dm7the n^Gight Now has ^Dm7come ^Fmaj7to m^Ge, love has ^Amset my s^D7oul ^Gfre^Eme ^A7As a ^Dm7man a^Fmaj7nd a wo^Gman s^Em7tand al^Fone in t^Dmhe n^Gight Here is r^Bbeason to ^Fbe like the ^Gsun on the s^Aea