Ola Belle Reed - Fortunes

^GThere are fortunes ^GIn a lifetime All our ^Cmoney Cannot ^Gbuy ^GLike a tiny little snowflake Slowly ^Afloating from the ^Dsky Oh there are ^Gwonders ^GNever ceasing Created ^Cby our Master’s ^Ghand ^GBut the greatest of ^GAll our fortunes Is in God’s pr^Domised ^Gland

Oh the ^Crich man With all of his ^Gmoney

And all his ^Dgold Oh he can’t ^Gbuy ^GOne breath of life Or a ^A7home for his weary ^Dsoul For it is ^Gbought and ^GIt is paid for By the ^Cblood of the blessed ^Glamb ^GBut the greatest of ^GAll our fortunes Is in God’s pro^Dmised ^Gland

^GThere are fortunes ^GIn a teardrop Oh there are ^Cfortunes In a ^Gsmile ^GIn the face of a weary pilgrim Or the ^Aface of a little ^Dchild Oh there are ^Gfortunes ^GIn your bible If you ^Cread it You’ll ^Gunderstand ^GBut the greatest of ^GAll our fortunes Is in God’s Pr^Domised ^Gland

Oh the ^Crich man With all of his ^Gmoney ^GAll his silver And all his ^Dgold He can’t buy^{G G}One breath of life Or a ^A7home for his weary ^Dsoul For it is ^Gbought and ^GIt is paid for By the ^Cblood of the blessed ^Glamb ^GBut the greatest of ^GAll our fortunes Is in God’s pro^Dmised ^Gland