Lift Every Voice And Sing chords
|
Instr.
50
Trans.
0
Scroll
60
Metro.
Font
16
|
❮ |
[D]Lift every [G]voice [B]and [Em]sing, till earth and [G]Heav -[Cdim]en ri[E]ng,
Ring with the [Am]har -[B]mo -[C]nies of [G]liber -[D7]ty;
Let our re -[G]joi -[Em]cing [E]rise, [E7]high as the [Am]liste [B7] -ning [C]skies,
[Cdim]Let it re[G]sound loud as the r[D7]olling s[G]ea.
[G]Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a [Gdim]song full of the hope that the present has brought [G]us, [G7] [D7]
Facing the [G]ri -[Em]sing [E]sun [E7]of our new [Am]day [B7]be -[C]gun,
[Cdim]let us march [G]on till victo[D7]ry is [G]won.
(Same chords for rest of song)
Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered
Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years, God of our silent tears,
Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee.
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee.
Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,
True to our God, true to our native land.
Ring with the [Am]har -[B]mo -[C]nies of [G]liber -[D7]ty;
Let our re -[G]joi -[Em]cing [E]rise, [E7]high as the [Am]liste [B7] -ning [C]skies,
[Cdim]Let it re[G]sound loud as the r[D7]olling s[G]ea.
[G]Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a [Gdim]song full of the hope that the present has brought [G]us, [G7] [D7]
Facing the [G]ri -[Em]sing [E]sun [E7]of our new [Am]day [B7]be -[C]gun,
[Cdim]let us march [G]on till victo[D7]ry is [G]won.
(Same chords for rest of song)
Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered
Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years, God of our silent tears,
Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee.
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee.
Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,
True to our God, true to our native land.
Used chords
—
More of Misc Unsigned Bands
