Matt Boswell - O sing my soul

O ^Esing my soul the ^Bsusancient song and l^Aend Your highest ^Bpraise To ^EHim who is the ^BKing of old And ^Adwells in ^Bendless ^Edays How resp^Alendent His ^Eglory, How maje^Astic His ^Bname Now ^Eto the Uncre^Bsusated One, O ^ALet the ^Banthem ^Eraise

O ^Eworship Him our F^Bsusather God, The S^Apirit and The Wor^Bd Who^E fashioned all ^Bthings from His joy, and ^Asaw that i^Bt was go^Eod What per^Afection of f^Eriendship, what com^Amunion we^B shared But ^Echoosing dea^Bsusth we fell from life, as^Aide the ^Bguilty ^Epair

No^Ew hear my soul th^Bsuse gospel song, atten^Ad the joyful news^B For^E Christ has com^Be the perfect Son, His ^AFather's w^Bill to c^Ehoose In our p^Alace He did ^Esuffer, In our p^Alace beca^Bme sin The ^Edeath of dea^Bsusth, the death of Christ wh^Ao stands^B alive ^Eagain

No^Ew people of the r^Bsusisen Lord, O hea^Ar the call to go ^B Int^Eo the world we ^Bhave been sent As m^Aessengers ^Bof hope ^E Christ a^Alone be our ^Etreasure, Christ a^Alone our ^Breward Come^E bid the nat^Bsusions sing, sing with us, Th^Ae praise^Bs of th^Ee Lord