(Bb)He

can turn the (Dm)tides

and calm the (Eb)an

gry (Bb)sea;

(Cm)He

a lone de (Gm)cides

who writes a (Cm)sym

pho (D7)ny;

(Eb)He

lights ev ’ry (Ebm)star

that makes our (Bb)dark

(Dm)ness (Gm)bright,

(A7)He

keeps watch all (Dm)through

each long and (Cm7)lone

ly (F7)night.

(Bb)He

still finds the (Gm)time

to hear a (Cm7)child’s

first (F7)prayer;

(Cm7)saint

or sin ner (F7)call

and al ways (Bbmaj7)find

Him (Bb6)there.

(Gb7)Though

it makes Him sad

to (Ebm)see the (Bb)way

we (Dm)live,

He’ll al ways (Cm)say,

(F9)“I

(F)for (Bb)give.”

(Bb)He

can grant a (Dm)wish

or make a (Eb)dream

come (Bb)true,

(Cm)He

can paint the (Gm)clouds

and turn the (Cm)gray

to (D7)blue;

(Eb)He

a lone knows (Ebm)where

to find the (Bb)rain

(Dm)bow’s (Gm)end,

(A7)He

a lone can (Dm)see

what lies be (Cm7)yond

the (F7)bend.

(Bb)He

can touch a (Gm)tree

and turn the (Cm7)leaves

to (F7)gold,

(Cm7)He

knows ev ’ry (F7)lie

that you and (Bbmaj7)I

have (Bb6)told.

(Gb7)Though

it makes Him sad

to (Ebm)see the (Bb)way

we (Dm)live,

He’ll al ways (Cm)say,

(F9)“I

(F)for (Bb)give.”

(Bb)give,

(Eb)I

(Ebm6)for (Bb)give.”