Kim Walker-Smith - O come o come emmanuel

O co^Ebme, o come, Em^Gm7manu^Cmel And r^Ebansom captive ^Gm7Isra^Abel That ^Fmmourns in lonely ^Cmexile ^Gbmhere Un^Fmtil the Son of ^AbGod appe^Cmars ^Bb

Re^Ebjoice, rej^Gm7oice, Em^Cmmanuel Shall ^Ebcome to thee, o ^Gm7Isra^Abmaj7el

O co^Ebme, Thou day-spring, c^Gm7ome and ^Cmcheer Our s^Ebpirits by Thine a^Gm7dvent ^Abhere Dis^Fmperse the gloomy ^Cmclouds of ^Gbmnight And ^Fmdeath's dark shadows ^Abput to f^Cmlight ^Bb

Re^Ebjoice, rej^Gm7oice, Em^Cmmanuel Shall ^Ebcome to thee, o ^Gm7Isra^Abmaj7el Re^Ebjoice, rej^Gm7oice, Em^Cmmanuel Shall ^Ebcome to thee, o ^Gm7Isra^Abmaj7el

O co^Ebme, desire of n^Gm7ations ^Cmbind In o^Ebne the hearts of a^Gm7ll man^Abkind Bid t^Fmhou our sad di^Cmvisions ^Gbmcease And ^Fmbe thyself our ^AbKing of P^Cmeace ^Bb

Re^Ebjoice, rej^Gm7oice, Em^Cmmanuel Shall ^Ebcome to thee, o ^Gm7Isra^Abmaj7el Re^Ebjoice, rej^Gm7oice, Em^Cmmanuel Shall ^Ebcome to thee, o ^Gm7Isra^Abmaj7el