Chords for Poor Bishop Hooper - Psalm 78 (EveryPsalm)

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[C] _ _ Oh people listen, [E] [Am] incline your ear
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[C] _ _ To the mysteries, [E] to the [Am] teaching here _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ Things that we have heard, [E] [Am] things that we have known
_ Parables our [F] fathers told, [C] oh no, we won't hide them
We'll [E] let the [Am] children hear
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[C] _ _ divided the sea [Abm] and [Am] let them pass through it
Made the water stand [F] as a [C] heap
In the day he led by cloud, [E] but with [Am] fire in the night
He [C] split the rock for water so they could drink
He opened up the skies, [Abm] the [Am] very doors of heaven
[D] Poured the bread of [Am] [C] angels there to eat
_ By his very might, [E] on the [Am] wind, he fulfilled every hungering
[G] In _
[F] _ _ spite of all this, [Am] they [C] sinned, they sinned
In spite of [G] all this, they rebelled [F] again
In spite of all this, [Am] they sinned, [G] they sinned _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ He had made the river blood, [E] sent the [Am] swarms [Dm] to devour
He gave the crops to [F] beasts, the harvest [C] of their labor
The hail destroyed the vine, [Ab] the [Am] flocks by lighted sky
Amidst the thunder cloud
[C] He _ let loose his [E] anger by [Am] a company of [Dm] angels
And when the path [F] was made, from death he [C] wouldn't save
Struck down the firstborn [E] first, [Am] fruits of Egypt's strength
Then he led [G] his people out _
[F] _ In spite of all this, [Am] they [C] sinned, they sinned
In spite of all this, [Am] they [F] rebelled again
In spite of all this, [Am] they [G] sinned, they sinned
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[F] _ In spite of all this, [Am] they [G] sinned, they [C] sinned.
In spite of all this, [Am] they [F] rebelled again.
In spite of all this, [Am] they [G] sinned, they sinned.
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_ [Am] _ _ _ So full of wrath God [C] _ roamed, _ against His own late [F] Lord.
_ _ The young [Em] men and the [F] strong they fell.
_ He delivered up His [C] glory into _ _ fire all [F] consumed.
The women had no marriage song, the priests fell by the sword.
The widows they made no lament, _ _ but _ then_
The Lord, full of compassion, _ His anger was [C] _
restrained.
_ _ _ _ Yet full [F] of compassion, He remembered them [C] again.
_ _ _ _ _ Yet full [F] of compassion, with a pure heart and a [C] skillful head.
_ _ _ _ Yet full [F] of compassion, He remembered them [C] again. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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