Tom: G
Introdução:
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As I jour-ney thro' the land, sing - ing as I go,
G D
Point-ing souls to Cal - va -ry, to the crim-som flow,
G C G
Man -y ar - rows pierce my heart from with -out, with-in
Em G D G
But my Lord leads me on, through Him I must win.
G C G
Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face,
G D
There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave
G C G
On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice,
Em G D G
Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice.
G C G
When in ser -vice for my Lord dark may be the night,
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But I'll cling more close to Him, He will give me light
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Sa -tan's snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts a - side
Em G D G
But my Lord goes a - head, leads what-e'er be - tide.
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Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face,
G D
There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave
G C G
On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice,
Em G D G
Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice.
G C G
When in val -leys low I look toward the moun -tain height,
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And be - hold my Sav - ior there, lead-ing in the fight,
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With a ten - der hand out-stretched toward the val - ley low,
Em G D G
Guid-ing me, I can see, as I on - ward go.
G C G
Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face,
G D
There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave
G C G
On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice,
Em G D G
Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice.
G C G
When be-fore me bil- lows rise from the might-y deep,
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Then my Lord di - rects my bark He doth safe-ly keep,
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And He leads me gent - ly on through this world be - low
Em G D G
He's a real Friend to me, oh, I love Him so.
G C G
Oh, I want to see Him, look up-on His face,
G D
There to sing for-ev-er of His sav-ing grave
G C G
On the streets of glo-ry let me lift my voice,
Em G D G
Cares all past, home at last ev-er to rejoice.
Played in 4/4 Southern rhythm. Lines for each verse are set to the same spacing.