Chords for Canticle of the Turning

Tempo:
87.3 bpm
Chords used:

Em

D

C

G

E

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Canticle of the Turning chords
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[C] [D] [C]
[Em] My soul cries out [C] with a joyful [Em] shout that the [C] God of my heart is great,
[Em] And my spirit sings [G] of the wondrous [Em] things that you bring to the ones who wait.
[G] You fixed your [D] sight on a servant's [Em] plight, and [C] my weakness you did [D] not spurn.
[Em] So from east to [G] west shall my name be blessed, for [Em] the world be about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you bring, [C] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for [G] the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn.
[G]
[Em] Though I am [C] small, my [D] God, my all, you [C] worked great things [D] in me,
[Em] And your mercy will last from the depths of the past to the end of the age to be.
[G] You are very [D] named with a crown to shame, [C] and for those who would bore [D] you yearn.
[Em] You will show your might with [G] a song to affright, [C] for the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall sing [D] of the day you bring, [Em] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
Wipe [Em] away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn.
[G]
[D] [Em] From the halls of [C] power to the [D] fortress tower, not a [C] stone will be left [D] unstoned.
[Em] Let the king beware, for your justice tears every tyrant from his throne.
[G] The hungry [D] poor shall weep no more, [C] for the food they can [D] never earn.
[E] There are tables spread, every mouth be fed, for the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall sing [D] of the day you bring, [Em] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
Wipe [Em] away all tears, [C] for the dawn draws [Em] near, and the world is [E] about to turn.
[G]
[D] [C] [D] [Em]
[G] [C] [E]
[Em] Though the nations rage from [C] age to age, [E] we remember who [D] holds us fast.
[E] [B] God's mercy must [G] deliver us [E] from the conqueror's crushing grasp.
This [G] saving word [D] that our forebears [C] heard is the promise which [D] holds us bound.
Till [Em] the spear and rod can be crushed by [E] God who is turning the world around.
[Em] [G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you [E] bring, that the [C] fires of your justice [D] burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and [C] the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you bring, that [Em] the fires of your [D] justice burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for the dawn [D] draws near, [Em] and the [C] world is about to [Em] turn.
[D] [C] [Em]
Key:  
Em
121
D
1321
C
3211
G
2131
E
2311
Em
121
D
1321
C
3211
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_ _ _ [C] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ My soul cries out [C] with a joyful [Em] shout that the [C] God of my heart is great,
[Em] And my spirit sings [G] of the wondrous [Em] things that you bring to the ones who wait.
[G] You fixed your [D] sight on a servant's [Em] plight, and [C] my weakness you did [D] not spurn.
[Em] So from east to [G] west shall my name be blessed, for [Em] the world be about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you bring, [C] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for [G] the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn.
_ _ [G] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ Though I am [C] small, my [D] God, my all, you [C] worked great things [D] in me,
[Em] And your mercy will last from the depths of the past to the end of the age to be.
[G] You are very [D] named with a crown to shame, [C] and for those who would bore [D] you yearn.
[Em] You will show your might with [G] a song to affright, [C] for the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall sing [D] of the day you bring, [Em] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
Wipe [Em] away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn.
_ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ From the halls of [C] power to the [D] fortress tower, not a [C] stone will be left [D] unstoned.
[Em] Let the king beware, for your justice tears every tyrant from his throne.
[G] The hungry [D] poor shall weep no more, [C] for the food they can [D] never earn.
[E] There are tables spread, every mouth be fed, for the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall sing [D] of the day you bring, [Em] that the fires of your [D] justice burn.
Wipe [Em] away all tears, [C] for the dawn draws [Em] near, and the world is [E] about to turn.
[G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[Em] _ Though the nations rage from [C] age to age, [E] we remember who [D] holds us fast.
[E] [B] God's mercy must [G] deliver us [E] from the conqueror's crushing grasp.
This [G] saving word [D] that our forebears [C] heard is the promise which [D] holds us bound.
Till [Em] the spear and rod can be crushed by [E] God who is turning the world around.
[Em] _ [G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you [E] bring, that the [C] fires of your justice [D] burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and [C] the world is about [Em] to turn.
[G] My heart shall [D] sing of the day you bring, that [Em] the fires of your [D] justice burn.
[Em] Wipe away all tears, for the dawn [D] draws _ near, [Em] and the [C] world is about to [Em] turn. _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ [Em] _ _
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