Jean Sibelius - Be still my soul

^FBe still, my^Bb soul--the L^Cord is on your si^Fde! Bear patient^Bbly the cr^Coss of grief or pa^Fin; Leave to thy ^GmGod to order and prov^Dmide-- In every ch^Bbange he fa^Cithful will rem^Fain. Be still, my s^Gmoul--thy b^Dmest, thy heavenly Fr^Fiend Through thorny w^Bbays leads to a joyful e^Fnd.

^FBe still, my s^Bboul--thy G^Cod doth undert^Fake To guide the ^Bbfuture a^Cs He has the pa^Fst; Thy hope, thy ^Gmconfidence let nothing sh^Dmake-- All now mys^Bbterious shall be bright at la^Fst. Be still, my s^Gmoul--the w^Dmaves and winds still kn^Fow His voice who ru^Bbled them while He dwelt bel^Fow.

^FBe still, my s^Bboul--the h^Cour is hastening o^Fn When we shall ^Bbbe for^Cever with the Lo^Frd, When disapp^Gmointment, grief, and fear are g^Dmone, Sorrow forg^Bbot, love's p^Curest joys resto^Fred. Be still, my s^Gmoul--when ch^Dmange and tears are pa^Fst, All safe and bl^Bbessed we shall m^Ceet at la^Fst.