Vineyard - Find rest

Fi^End rest, oh my soul, in G^F#od alone, my h^Bope, it comes from H^G#mim. H^Ee above all is lo^F#ving and strong, a wa^Brrior as well as a fr^G#miend. A^E rock for my feet, a ro^F#of for my head, a bul^Bwark in life's desperate^G#m hours. My S^Ealvation and my honor de^F#pend on God, then w^Bhy is my soul so d^D#7owncast and

I^E trust You at all tim^F#es, pour out my he^Eart, bearing my so^D#7ul here before You, Cause Y^Eou aren't like the o^F#ne's I've trusted bef^Eore. When I ope^D#7n up, Your there all the ^G#7susmore.

L^Eow-born men are b^F#ut a breath, the hi^Bgh-born are but a ^G#mlie. If p^Elaced on a scale be^F#fore my God, they'd am^Bount to a breath or a ^G#msigh. W^Ee worry 'bout our pos^F#ition in life, so oth^Bers will think we've arr^G#mived; But Yo^Eu love the peasant as mu^F#ch as the prince, the desp^Bised of men as ^D#7much

I^E trust You at all tim^F#es, pour out my he^Eart, bearing my so^D#7ul here before You, Cause Y^Eou aren't like the o^F#ne's I've trusted bef^Eore. When I ope^D#7n up, Your there all the ^G#7susmore.

I^E trust You at all tim^F#es, pour out my he^Eart, bearing my so^D#7ul here before You, Cause Y^Eou aren't like the o^F#ne's I've trusted bef^Eore. When I ope^D#7n up, Your there all the ^G#7susmore.