Paul Wilbur - In your presence

^CIn Y^Dour ^Gpresence t^Dhat's w^Emhere I am s^Ctrong, in ^DYour ^Gpresenc^De O L^Am7ord ^BmMy ^CGod ^CIn Y^Dour ^Gpresence^D that's ^Emwhere I be^Clong, se^Emeking Your f^Bmace, ^Emtouching Your ^Bmgrace

^CIn the c^Bmleft of the R^Am7ock, ^Cin Your ^Dpresence O ^EmGod! ^EmI want to go where the ^Crivers cannot o^Am7verf^Bm7low me

^G6Where my ^C2feet are on the ^DRock ^EmI want to hide where the ^Cblazing fires

^Am7Cannot^Bm7 burn me, ^G6in Your ^C2presence ^DsusO God!^{D Em}I want to hide where the^C flood of evil ^Am7cannot ^Bm7reach me

^G6Where I'm ^C2covered by the ^DBlood ^EmI want to be where the ^Cschemes of darkness

^Am7Cannot ^Bm7touch me, ^G6in Your ^C2presence ^DsusO God^D!

^FYou ar^Ce my ^Ffirm foun^Cdation, I t^Emrust in You a^Dll day l^Cong ^FI ^Cam Your ^Fchild and Your ^Cservant and

^EmYou are my ^Dstrength and my ^Csong, You're my ^Dsong