A flowery song

Tom: E

E     A    F#m  B      E     A    F#m  B
 Beautiful day--ay, Wonderful fee--ling,
E    A        F#m   B
this reason to si--ing.
E              A           F#m       B
Psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long.
E     A        F#m  B  E     A        F#m  B
 Joy fills the we--ak, Joy makes us stro--ong,
E         A       F#m               B
 Filled 'till we burst.  Songs of praise to the
E              A      F#m  B
God of the univer-----erse.


Ponte:
E           A              F#m        B
 Despite our selfish selves,     despite all loss of hope,
E           A         F#m        B
 despite our lack of faith,      despite our stony hearts,
E           A         F#m        B
 despite the waning moon,        despite the ebbing tide
    E    A    F#m          B       E
of how we   think this world should be,


Refrão:
E      C#      F#       A         E
Praise God from whom all blessings flow
                C#       F#      A         E
praise him all creatures here below
           (C#)         F#    A            E
praise him above ye heavenly host
              (C#)      F#     A        E
praise father, son, and Holy Ghost


E       A    F#m  B   E     A      F#m     B
  Gray rainy day--ay,  down in the mud for us.
E        A     F#m  B
  Don't feel I can sing,
  E     A     F#m             B
  Songs to the God in control of the seasons.
E           A       F#m  B  E       A        F#m  B
But What's good and ba--ad,  Flow from the ha---ands,
E         A            F#m      B
  of the God with the perfect pla--an.
E                 A   F#                B
  Filling us with joy, all of this will glorify.

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