(D)Oh (A)Lord,

You’re (D)beau (A)ti

(E)ful.

but Your You (A)face

is (D)all (A)I (E)seek,

for (F#m)when

Your (C#)eyes

are (F#m)on

(E)this child,

Your (D)love

(A)a (E)bounds

to (D)me.

(E)Oh (A)Lord,

my (D)bod

(A)y’s (E)tired,

but Your You (A)keep

re (D)mind

(A)ing (E)me

of (F#m)man

y (C#)ho

ly, (F#m)tire

(E)less men

who (D)spilt

(A)their

(E)blood

for (D)Thee.

(E)Oh

I (Bm7)want (A)to (D)take

(A)Your

(Bm)Word

(D)and

(E)shine it all a round, but first, help (A)me (D)just

to (B)live

it, (A)Lord.

(A)And (Bm7)if (A)I’m (D)do

(A)ing well,

help (Bm)me to (E)nev er (E)make a sound,

ex cept to give all

the (D)glo

(E)ry to (A)You.

Oh (D)You.

(D)Oh (A)Lord,

You’re (D)beau (A)ti

(E)ful.

Your (A)face

is (D)all (A)I

(E)seek,

for (F#m)when

Your (C#)eyes

are (F#m)on (E)this child,

Your (D)faith (A)a

(E)bounds

to (D)me.