Artist: Gaither Vocal Band
[INTRO]
[D] [A] [D] [A] [E] [D] [A] [E] [D]
[VERSE 1]
When I s[D]tarted my jo[A]urney in [E]fresh childlike [A]trust
I be[D]lieved that the L[A]ord's way was best[E]
I would r[D]ead in His Wo[A]rd how He [E]mothered the [A]bird
And gr[D]ieved when it f[A]ell from it's ne[E]st
How I f[D]elt His de[A]light when I ch[E]ose to do r[F#m]ight
And I p[D]rayed I would n[A]ot make Him s[E]ad
We would [D]meet on the w[A]ay in the c[E]ool of the d[F#m]ay
What a p[D]ure sweet com[A]munion we h[E]ad
[CHORUS]
Oh, but n[G]ow more than e[D]ver I che[A]rish the cr[D]oss
More than [G]ever I s[D]it at His fe[A]et
All the m[G]iles of my jo[D]urney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And H[G]e is so pr[D]ecious to [A]me
[VERSE 2]
The [D]road I have [A]traveled has [E]sometimes been [A]steep
Through [D]wild jagged [A]places of l[E]ife
So[D]metimes I've [A]stumbled and [E]fallen so [A]hard
That the s[D]tones cut my [A]soul like a [E]knife
But the s[D]taff of my S[A]hepherd would re[E]ach out for [F#m]me
And l[D]ift me to coo[A]l pastures gre[E]en
With o[D]il of the s[A]pirit an[E]ointing my w[F#m]ounds
There I'd rest[D] by the clear[A] healing s[E]tream
[CHORUS]
Oh, but n[G]ow more than e[D]ver I c[A]herish the c[D]ross
More than e[G]ver I sit[D] at His fe[A]et
All the [G]miles of my j[D]ourney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so p[D]recious to[A] me [D] [A] [E]
[VERSE 3]
Is L[D]ove's Old Sweet [A]Story too [E]good to be [A]true?
Do you f[D]ind all this h[A]ard to be[E]lieve?
Has the cr[D]uel world we l[A]ive in so [E]battered your [A]heart
That the h[D]urt child in[A]side you can't grie[E]ve?
I ca[D]n't say I blam[A]e you
I've been[E] where you are[F#m]
But a[D]ll I can s[A]ay is
It[E]'s true!
You're wan[D]ted
You're preci[A]ous
You're the love[E] of His hear[F#m]t
And the o[D]ld rugged cr[A]oss was fo[E]r you
[CHORUS]
Oh, but no[G]w more than eve[D]r I cher[A]ish the cr[D]oss
More than e[G]ver I s[D]it at His f[A]eet
All the [G]miles of my j[D]ourney have pr[A]oved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so pr[D]ecious to [A]me
Oh, but n[G]ow more than ev[D]er I ch[A]erish the cr[D]oss
More than [G]ever I sit a[D]t His fe[A]et
All the m[G]iles of my jo[D]urney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so p[D]recious to [A]me
Oh [G]He is so p[D]recious to [A]me
Yes [G]He is so p[D]recious to[A] me [G] [D] [A]
[D] [A] [D] [A] [E] [D] [A] [E] [D]
[VERSE 1]
When I s[D]tarted my jo[A]urney in [E]fresh childlike [A]trust
I be[D]lieved that the L[A]ord's way was best[E]
I would r[D]ead in His Wo[A]rd how He [E]mothered the [A]bird
And gr[D]ieved when it f[A]ell from it's ne[E]st
How I f[D]elt His de[A]light when I ch[E]ose to do r[F#m]ight
And I p[D]rayed I would n[A]ot make Him s[E]ad
We would [D]meet on the w[A]ay in the c[E]ool of the d[F#m]ay
What a p[D]ure sweet com[A]munion we h[E]ad
[CHORUS]
Oh, but n[G]ow more than e[D]ver I che[A]rish the cr[D]oss
More than [G]ever I s[D]it at His fe[A]et
All the m[G]iles of my jo[D]urney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And H[G]e is so pr[D]ecious to [A]me
[VERSE 2]
The [D]road I have [A]traveled has [E]sometimes been [A]steep
Through [D]wild jagged [A]places of l[E]ife
So[D]metimes I've [A]stumbled and [E]fallen so [A]hard
That the s[D]tones cut my [A]soul like a [E]knife
But the s[D]taff of my S[A]hepherd would re[E]ach out for [F#m]me
And l[D]ift me to coo[A]l pastures gre[E]en
With o[D]il of the s[A]pirit an[E]ointing my w[F#m]ounds
There I'd rest[D] by the clear[A] healing s[E]tream
[CHORUS]
Oh, but n[G]ow more than e[D]ver I c[A]herish the c[D]ross
More than e[G]ver I sit[D] at His fe[A]et
All the [G]miles of my j[D]ourney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so p[D]recious to[A] me [D] [A] [E]
[VERSE 3]
Is L[D]ove's Old Sweet [A]Story too [E]good to be [A]true?
Do you f[D]ind all this h[A]ard to be[E]lieve?
Has the cr[D]uel world we l[A]ive in so [E]battered your [A]heart
That the h[D]urt child in[A]side you can't grie[E]ve?
I ca[D]n't say I blam[A]e you
I've been[E] where you are[F#m]
But a[D]ll I can s[A]ay is
It[E]'s true!
You're wan[D]ted
You're preci[A]ous
You're the love[E] of His hear[F#m]t
And the o[D]ld rugged cr[A]oss was fo[E]r you
[CHORUS]
Oh, but no[G]w more than eve[D]r I cher[A]ish the cr[D]oss
More than e[G]ver I s[D]it at His f[A]eet
All the [G]miles of my j[D]ourney have pr[A]oved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so pr[D]ecious to [A]me
Oh, but n[G]ow more than ev[D]er I ch[A]erish the cr[D]oss
More than [G]ever I sit a[D]t His fe[A]et
All the m[G]iles of my jo[D]urney have p[A]roved my Lord t[Bm]rue
And [G]He is so p[D]recious to [A]me
Oh [G]He is so p[D]recious to [A]me
Yes [G]He is so p[D]recious to[A] me [G] [D] [A]
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