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intro: D, G, D x2 Dyou said Gall that Dfollow you may find Dcomfort and Gpain, Dblessings in hard times
Dwere i Gto leave, Dwhere else would i Ggo? Dthe words Gof life Dand of truth you hGold
Gall i want is Dlove i conGfess to Athis i will Gtake it, Bmlord all you Ahave to Dgive
Dturn your Aeyes upon BmjesuDs look Gfull in his Dwonderful Aface and the Dthings of Aearth will grow Bmstrangely Gdim In the Dlight of his Aglory and Dgrace
D, G, D, G Turn you eyes...
and you Dgive yourAself Bmaway and you Dgive yourAself Bmaway and you Dgive and you Agive and you Dgive yourAself Bmaway
Gall i want is Dlove Gand i confess to Athis Gi will take it, Bmlord Aall you have to Dgive Gall you have to Dgive Gall you have Gall you have to Dgive your Glove oh lord...D