Misc Traditional - Shout to the lord

^GMy Jesus, ^Dmy Savior ^EmLord, there is none like ^CYou all of my da^Gys, I w^Cant to p^Graise the wo^Emnders of your m^Fighty l^Dove

^GMy comfort, ^Dmy shelter to^Emwer of refuge and str^Cength let evry bre^Gath ^Call that i a^Gm ne^Emver cease to ^Fwoship y^Dou

^GShout to the ^EmLord all the ea^Crth let s s^Ding ^Gpower and m^Emajesty, p^Craise to the ki^Dng ^Emmountains bowdown and the se^Cas will roar at the so^Dund ^Cof Your n^Dame ^GI sing for j^Emoy at the w^Cork of You^Dr hands ^GForever I'll l^Emove You, fo^Crever I'll ^Dstand ^EmNothing compares to the pro^Cmise i have ^Din Y^Gou

^EmNothing compares to the pro^Cmise I have^D...oh ^EmNothing compares to the pro^Cmise i have.^D..oh ^EmNothing compares to the pro^Cmise i have ^Din y^Gou...