Chords for The Inspirations - On Heaven's Bright Shore
Tempo:
93.225 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
F#
G#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D#m] [E] [B]
[G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
[B] Out on the hills [E] of [B] glory land, So happy and free at God's right hand, They care of a place through [G#m] marvelous grace, [C#] Called Heaven's bright shore.
[F#] [B] Pilgrims of earth [E] someday [B] will go, To live in that home forevermore, By trusting in Him who died [G#m] for [F#] sin, And rose [B] from the [E]
[B] grave.
On Heaven's bright shore, There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [C#m] grave.
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not [B] even a tear [E] will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise [G#m] through endless days, [F#] On [B] Heaven's bright [E] shore, That heavenly shore.
[B]
[G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
[B] When I must cross that [E]
[B] rolling tide, Someone will be on the other side, To welcome my soul to
[G#m] [C#] Heaven's great shore.
Made perfect [F#] by [C#] love,
[F#] [B] O [E] love, that [B] milky way, I'll see that home coming in a ray, How great it must be for angels [G#m] to [F#] see, A [B] pilgrim reach [E]
[B] home.
On Heaven's bright shore, There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [E] grave.
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless [F#] days, On Heaven's [B] bright [E] shore, That heavenly [B] shore.
On Heaven's bright [F#] shore,
[B] There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little grave.
In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That wonderful [F#] land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless days, [F#] On Heaven's [B] bright shore.
[E] [B]
[G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
[B] Out on the hills [E] of [B] glory land, So happy and free at God's right hand, They care of a place through [G#m] marvelous grace, [C#] Called Heaven's bright shore.
[F#] [B] Pilgrims of earth [E] someday [B] will go, To live in that home forevermore, By trusting in Him who died [G#m] for [F#] sin, And rose [B] from the [E]
[B] grave.
On Heaven's bright shore, There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [C#m] grave.
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not [B] even a tear [E] will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise [G#m] through endless days, [F#] On [B] Heaven's bright [E] shore, That heavenly shore.
[B]
[G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
[B] When I must cross that [E]
[B] rolling tide, Someone will be on the other side, To welcome my soul to
[G#m] [C#] Heaven's great shore.
Made perfect [F#] by [C#] love,
[F#] [B] O [E] love, that [B] milky way, I'll see that home coming in a ray, How great it must be for angels [G#m] to [F#] see, A [B] pilgrim reach [E]
[B] home.
On Heaven's bright shore, There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [E] grave.
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless [F#] days, On Heaven's [B] bright [E] shore, That heavenly [B] shore.
On Heaven's bright [F#] shore,
[B] There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little grave.
In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That wonderful [F#] land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless days, [F#] On Heaven's [B] bright shore.
[E] [B]
Key:
B
E
F#
G#m
C#
B
E
F#
[D#m] _ [E] _ _ [B] _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _
[B] _ Out on the hills [E] of [B] glory land, So happy and free at God's right hand, They care of a place through [G#m] marvelous grace, [C#] Called Heaven's bright shore.
[F#] _ _ [B] Pilgrims of earth [E] someday [B] will go, To live in that home _ forevermore, By trusting in Him who died [G#m] for [F#] sin, And rose [B] from the [E] _ _
[B] grave.
On Heaven's bright shore, _ _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [C#m] grave. _
[B] _ In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not [B] even a tear [E] will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise [G#m] through endless days, [F#] On [B] Heaven's bright [E] shore, That heavenly shore.
[B] _ _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _
[B] _ When I must cross that [E]
[B] rolling tide, Someone will be on the other side, To welcome my soul to _
[G#m] [C#] Heaven's great shore.
Made perfect [F#] by [C#] love, _
[F#] _ _ [B] O [E] love, that [B] milky way, I'll see that home coming in a ray, How great it must be for angels [G#m] to [F#] see, A [B] pilgrim reach [E] _
[B] home.
_ _ On Heaven's bright shore, _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [E] grave. _
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless [F#] days, On Heaven's [B] bright [E] shore, That heavenly [B] shore.
On Heaven's bright [F#] shore, _
[B] _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little grave. _
In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That wonderful [F#] land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless days, [F#] On Heaven's [B] bright shore.
[E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _
[B] _ Out on the hills [E] of [B] glory land, So happy and free at God's right hand, They care of a place through [G#m] marvelous grace, [C#] Called Heaven's bright shore.
[F#] _ _ [B] Pilgrims of earth [E] someday [B] will go, To live in that home _ forevermore, By trusting in Him who died [G#m] for [F#] sin, And rose [B] from the [E] _ _
[B] grave.
On Heaven's bright shore, _ _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [C#m] grave. _
[B] _ In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not [B] even a tear [E] will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise [G#m] through endless days, [F#] On [B] Heaven's bright [E] shore, That heavenly shore.
[B] _ _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ [E] _ _
[B] _ When I must cross that [E]
[B] rolling tide, Someone will be on the other side, To welcome my soul to _
[G#m] [C#] Heaven's great shore.
Made perfect [F#] by [C#] love, _
[F#] _ _ [B] O [E] love, that [B] milky way, I'll see that home coming in a ray, How great it must be for angels [G#m] to [F#] see, A [B] pilgrim reach [E] _
[B] home.
_ _ On Heaven's bright shore, _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little [E] grave. _
[B] In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That [F#] wonderful land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless [F#] days, On Heaven's [B] bright [E] shore, That heavenly [B] shore.
On Heaven's bright [F#] shore, _
[B] _ There'll be no [E] dying [B] over there, Not one little grave. _
In all that [F#] fair [C#] land, That wonderful [F#] land, Not even [B] a [E] tear will dim [B] the eye, And no one up there will say goodbye, Just singing His praise through [G#m] endless days, [F#] On Heaven's [B] bright shore.
[E] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _