Misc Unsigned Bands - Carrie e rounsefell - ill go where you want me to go

It ^Dmay not be on the ^Gmountain height ^DOr over the stormy ^A7sea, It ^Dmay not ^A7be at the ^D7battle’s ^Gfront My ^DLord will have ^A7need of ^Dme. But ^A7if, by a still, small ^Dvoice he calls To ^A7paths that I do not ^Dknow, I’ll answer, dear ^A7Lord, with my ^D7hand in ^Gthine:

I’ll ^Dgo where you ^A7want me to ^Dgo. I’ll ^A7go where you want me to ^Dgo, dear Lord, Over ^A7mountain or plain or ^Dsea; I’ll say what you ^A7want me to ^D7say, dear ^GLord; I’ll ^Dbe what you ^A7want me to ^Dbe.

Per^Dhaps today there are ^Gloving words Which ^DJesus would have me ^A7speak; There ^Dmay be ^A7now in the ^D7paths of ^Gsin Some ^Dwand’rer whom ^A7I should ^Dseek. O ^A7Savior, if thou wilt ^Dbe my guide, Though ^A7dark and rugged the ^Dway, My voice shall ^A7echo the ^D7message ^Gsweet: I’ll ^Dsay what you ^A7want me to ^Dsay.

I’ll ^Dgo where you ^A7want me to ^Dgo. I’ll ^A7go where you want me to ^Dgo, dear Lord, Over ^A7mountain or plain or ^Dsea; I’ll say what you ^A7want me to ^D7say, dear ^GLord; I’ll ^Dbe what you ^A7want me to ^Dbe.

There’s ^Dsurely somewhere a ^Glowly place In ^Dearth’s harvest fields so ^A7wide Where ^DI may ^A7labor through ^D7life’s short ^Gday For ^DJesus, the ^A7Crucifie^Dd. So ^A7trusting my all to thy ^Dtender care, And ^A7knowing thou lovest ^Dme, I’ll do thy ^A7will with a ^D7heart sin^Gcere: I’ll ^Dbe what you ^A7want me to ^Dbe.

I’ll ^Dgo where you ^A7want me to ^Dgo. I’ll ^A7go where you want me to ^Dgo, dear Lord, Over ^A7mountain or plain or ^Dsea; I’ll say what you ^A7want me to ^D7say, dear ^GLord; I’ll ^Dbe what you ^A7want me to ^Dbe.