Stuart Townend - Come people of the risen king

Come, ^Cpeople of ^C/Ethe ^Frisen ^C/EKing, Who de^Flight to ^C/Ebring Him ^Gpraise;^F Come ^Call and tune ^C/Eyour ^Fhea^Grts to ^Amsing To the ^FMorning Star of ^Cgrace. From the ^Fshifting shadows ^C/Eof the earth We will ^Flift our ^C/Eeyes to ^GHim^F, Where ^Csteady arms ^C/Eof ^Fmer^Gcy ^Amreach To ^Fgather children ^Cin.

Re^Gjoice, Re^F/Gjoice! Let ^Gevery tongue re^Fjoice! ^C One ^Gheart, one ^Amvoice^G; ^{F C/E} O ^DmChurch of ^GChrist, re^Cjoice!

Come, ^Cthose whose joy ^C/Eis ^Fmorning ^C/Esun, And those ^Fweeping ^C/Ethrough the ^Gnight;^F Come, ^Cthose who tell ^C/Eof ^Fbat^Gtles ^Amwon, And those ^Fstruggling in the ^Cfight. For His ^Fperfect love will ^C/Enever change, And His ^Fmercies ^C/Enever ^Gceas^Fe, But ^Cfollow us ^C/Ethrough ^Fall ^Gour ^Amdays With the ^Fcertain hope of ^Cpeace.

Come, ^Cyoung and old ^C/Efrom ^Fev'ry ^C/Eland - Men and ^Fwomen ^C/Eof the ^Gfaith; ^F Come, ^Cthose with full ^C/Eor ^Femp^Gty ^Amhands - Find the ^Friches of His ^Cgrace. Over ^Fall the world, His ^C/Epeople sing - Shore to ^Fshore we ^C/Ehear them ^Gcall ^F The ^CTruth that cries ^C/Ethrough ^Fev'^Gry ^Amage: Our ^FGod is all in ^Call!