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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
I lGove thy kingdom, DLord, the Ghouse of tChine Dabode, the Gchurch our Dblest RedGeemer saved with hCis own pGreciDous Gblood.
[Verse 2]
I lGove thy church, O DGod! Her Gwalls beCfore thee sDtand dear aGs the Dapple Gof thine eye, and Cgraven Gon tDhy hGand.
[Verse 3]
For Gher my tears shall Dfall, for Gher my Cprayers aDscend, to hGer my cDares and Gtoils be given, till tCoils and cGares sDhall Gend.
[Verse 4]
BeyGond my highest jDoy I Gprize her Cheavenly Dways, her sGweet comDmunion, Gsolemn vows, her Chymns of Glove Dand Gpraise.
[Verse 5]
Sure Gas thy truth shall Dlast, to GZion Cshall be Dgiven the Gbrightest gDlories eGarth can yield, and brCighter bGliss oDf Gheaven.