Chords for Tim Steinfort and Will Smith: Dear God

_ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Dear God, why [B] is there so much pain?
And [F#] hunger and diseases, why are people praying in [C#] vain?
And [D#m] killing in your name, [G#m] they're justified or kill.
And [F#] how can you just sit and watch [C#] the rich impose their will?
On [D#m] people who are poor, [G#m] sleeping on the floor.
Why [F#] do we have to lose the ones [C#] we love in times of war?
Why [D#m] do we have to burn?
[G#m] Our pain is just to learn.
Why [F#] do we have to stop forgetting [C#] nothing in return?
_ [D#] Dear God, why [B] don't you stop the violence?
[F#] We hope we pray but [C#] all we get is silence.
[D#m] Dear God, how [B] brash you've made on that one.
[F#] That's a hundred thousand [C#] children dying of cancer.
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[D#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ _ Dear God, I [B] think I'm going insane.
The [F#] guilty crush the innocent, it's such a bloody [C#] shame.
We'll [D#m] always be the same, that [B] will never change.
Now how [F#] can you just sit and watch them [C#] crucify the saints?
You want [D#m] us to be loyal, you want [B] us to be true.
[F#] But I cannot remember [C#] getting any help from [D#m] you.
In the suit of [B] Jesus, they died for our sins.
[F#] Their wild eastern [C#] armies and these hurricane winds. _
[D#m] Dear God, why don't [B] you stop the violence?
[F#] We hope we pray but all [C#] we get is silence.
[D#m] Dear God, how brash [B] you've made on that one.
[F#] That's a hundred thousand children [C#] dying of cancer. _
Dear God, [D#m] dear God, _ _ _ _
[D#] _ [B] dear God.
[C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _
_ Dear God, why [G#m] is there so much grief?
And [F#] rape and murder, how can you [C#] expect us to believe?
And [D#m] get down on our knees without [B] any guarantees?
[F#] The afterlife has promised just to make us feel [C#] at ease.
So [D#m] we will cross the line and [G#m] we will spend our time, [F#] waiting for the afterlife, [C#] waiting for a sign.
A [D#m] sign that never came, that [B] Jesus took the blame.
Now [F#] why are there still people [C#] carrying a ball and chain?
_ [D#m] Dear God, why [B] don't you stop the violence?
[F#] We hope we pray [C#] but all we get is silence.
[D#] Dear God, how [B] brash you've made on that one.
[F#] That's a hundred thousand [C#] children dying of cancer.
_ _ [D#m] Dear God.
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