Chords for Psalm 32 - Fully Forgiven

I remember for very many months, every time my father would phone me up and ask me how things were going,
I'd lie to him.
I'd tell him that things were going fine at the store that I had worked at,
but I now quit because I was playing in the pubs.
And I thought, well, I should tell him, I should tell him, and I'd chicken out.
And I remember one day he phoned me up out of the blue and said,
you know, Stephen, tomorrow night there's a Baptist ministers convention in Winnipeg,
I'm flying in, let's get together.
And I was playing that night at _ this hotel, and so I told him, you know,
it was inventory time at the store and I would be working late.
_ _ And he said, well, that's all right, why don't you come when you're finished.
And I said, Dad, it's going to be way too late, I'll see you the next day.
I knocked on the door and my dad came out and gave me this great big hug,
which I didn't want because I reeked like smoke, and Baptists don't reek like smoke, as you know.
_ Not unless they've been witnessing somewhere, you know.
_ _ And _ I sat down on the edge of the bed and I started talking to my dad and said,
you know, I don't work at the music store anymore, I've got to tell you something,
I'm really in a band now.
And he says, well, what kind of band would that be?
And I said, well, it's a pub band.
We ended up talking late into the night and having a great _ conversation.
And Dad seemed quite interested in what I did.
And I remember at the end of the night he said, you know,
I'm a little concerned about this life choice of yours.
It's not the first one I'd make for you, but, you know, you're grown up.
_ _ If I could pray for you and if I could offer you some advice, I'd like to do that.
And so then he spent some time with me.
And after a while, it was time to go.
It was about 4 or 5 in the morning and I drove across town feeling like a million bucks.
It was over.
My dad knew and it was okay.
And then that night I went to the hotel I was playing at.
And I remember at about 9 o'clock I got there a bit early and I set up my stuff at the front
and I had a few minutes left.
And so I thought I'll get a drink before the night starts.
And I turned around and there sitting at the front table was my dad.
_ And so I was a little surprised, you know, and I said, what are you doing here?
And he said, well, I was able to postpone my flight.
I wanted to see you play.
And _ so I sat down with him and felt pretty awkward.
And my buddies, of course, came around, which I had to introduce my father to them,
Reverend Alf Bell, which would give them the hint to watch their language,
_ which they did.
And we all ordered our grape juice and _ _ stuff, you know, because the parson was there.
And at about 2 o'clock in the morning my dad and I were still there.
Dad stayed all night and it was time to take him back home.
He walked out on his own.
I didn't have to carry him or anything.
And I remember driving him back across town and we got to the hotel and he was just getting out of the car.
And I grabbed his hand and I said, Dad, I can't believe you came there.
And he looked at me and said, well, _ how could I not?
You're my son.
_ _ You know, and my dad had come and he had postponed a ticket.
He had gone to a place that he probably wouldn't have liked to have been caught at by his deacon board
and came and spent an evening with me.
And he went to great lengths to keep the relationship open, to let me know that he knew who he was.
He was my father.
He hadn't forgotten that.
And he also knew who I was.
I was his son.
He hadn't forgotten that either.
And this is his [Fm] way of letting me know.
[Db] And I think it's a little bit of a hint or a little [Gb] bit of a _ window [Ab] into the [Bbm] mystery of Christmas,
a God who goes to unbelievable lengths to keep the [Ab] relationship open.
How blessed [Db] are those _ whose sins are fully [Gb] forgiven.
How blessed are those [Ab] to whom [Bbm] Yahweh harbors [Ab] no ill, [Gb] to [Ebm] whom His Spirit [Ab] is known.
I said [Db] not a word _ and my bones they [Gb] wasted away from groaning each [Ab] day and night.
[Fm] Your hand lay heavy [Bbm] upon _ [Ab] me.
[Gb] My heart [Ebm] grew thirsty [Ab] so I, I made [Db] myself known [F] to You.
[Bbm] I will [Db] not hide [Gb] my shameful [Bbm] soul, my [Ebm]
[Ab] darkest side.
[Fm] And You [Bbm] loved me [Fm] and [Bbm] held me [Gb] and You [Fm] forgave [Db] my sin. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
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[Fm] _ _ [Db] _ _ _ One of Your faithful ones [Gb] praised to You in times of [Ebm] distress.
[Db] [Fm] Though dark [Bbm] rivers _ [Ab]
overflow, [Gb] You'll [Ebm] never lose sight of me [Ab] _
and I know [Db] it's true.
You are [Fm] a refuge [Db] always [Gb] for me.
You guard me with hope, [Ab] with songs [Bbm] of _ _
[Ab] deliverance [Gb] [Ebm] surrounding me.
[Ab] So I make [Db] myself known [F] to You.
[Bbm] I will [Db] not hide [Gb] my shameful [Db] soul, [Ebm] my [Ab] darkest side.
[Fm] Cause You love [Bbm] me [Fm] and [Bbm] hold me [Gb] and You _ [Ab] forgive [Db] my sin.
[Ab] I make [Db]
myself known [F] to You.
[Bbm] I will [Db] not hide [Gb] my shameful [Db] soul, [Ebm] my [Ab] darkest side.
[Fm] And You [Bbm] loved me [Fm] and held [Bbm] me [Gb] and You _ [Fm] forgive [Bbm] my sin.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Ebm] And You [Ab] forgive [Db] my [Fm] sin.
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