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Walking My Lord Up Calvarys Hill

Tom: G

Introdução:

 G                                                   C                       G 
On the cross as He hung in shame was forsaken
       C                                       G           A7                       D7 
As they drove the nails in His hands and His feet
         G                                               C                         G 
As death closed His eyes His cries went to heaven
       C                 G                     D7                 G 
Oh Father forgive them I hear Him repeat
         C                                                                                   G 
One morning past day break as the crowd slowly gathered
                                                                                               D7 
Like a sheep He was humble to His father?s own will
                               C                                                               G 
So sad was His face that the birds hushed their singing
                                                     D7                     G 
They were walking my Lord up Calvary?s Hill
                                                     C                             G 
In a tomb He was laid but death could not hurt Him
               C                   G           A7                     D7 
He was God?s only son in this world below
               G                                           C                   G 
On the cross He fulfilled the plan of salvation
     C                         G                           D7           G 
I want to thank Jesus for He?s coming again
         C                                                                                   G 
One morning past day break as the crowd slowly gathered
                                                                                               D7 
Like a sheep He was humble to His father?s own will
                               C                                                               G 
So sad was His face that the birds hushed their singing
                                                     D7                     G 
They were walking my Lord up Calvary?s Hill
         C                                                                                   G 
One morning past day break as the crowd slowly gathered
                                                                                               D7 
Like a sheep He was humble to His father?s own will
                               C                                                               G 
So sad was His face that the birds hushed their singing
                                                     D7                     G 
They were walking my Lord up Calvary?s Hill
                                                     D7                     G     C   G 
They were walking my Lord up Calvary?s Hill