Chords for "Soldier of God" by Ken Theriot

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[E] _ _ _ _ [F#m] A cleric rode [E] out from the [D] lands of the East, [C#m] Too wise for a warrior, [E] too strong [F#m] for a priest,
Well-versed in letters [E] and [D] honored abroad, [E] Called Don [C#m] Geronimo, [F#m] Soldier of God. _
[E] _ _ _ [F#m] _ Mine is the charge [E] to bring men [D] to the Lord, [C#m] By sermon or [E] psalm, or the point [F#m] of a sword,
If I have my [E] fill of the fight ere [D] I sleep, [E] At the end of my living [C#m] let no [F#m] Christian reap,
I [E] am your song, [C#m] I [F#m] am your [D] word, I [C#m] am your [E] herald when trumpets [F#m] are heard,
I am [E] your [C#m] staff, I am [F#m] your [D] rod, I [E] am your sword as a soldier [F#m] of _ [D] God.
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_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ [F#m] Before a great battle [E] he sings the [D] high mass, [C#m] And grants absolution [E] for all [F#m] flesh is brass,
A man who dies [E] fighting his [D] foe face to [E] face, Will sleep without stain and [C#m] his soul will [F#m] find grace. _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C#m] [F#m] He goes to his [E] liege when the mass [D] has been said, [C#m] And begs him a boon, [E] let me ride at [F#m] your head,
A price I would have [E] for the bread [D] and the wine, [E] Let the first blow [C#m] struck in battle [F#m] be mine.
I [E] am your _ [C#m] song, I [F#m] am your [D] word, [C#m] I am your herald [E] when trumpets [F#m] are heard,
I am [C#m] your staff, I [F#m] am your [D] rod, I [E] am your sword as a [F#m] soldier of God.
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[E] _ _ _ [C#m] [F#m] Saint Michael goes armored [E] with [D] buckler and steel, [C#m] And George with his [E] lance brought the dragon [F#m] to heel,
In heaven above [E] as on earth [D] here below, [E] From one hand a blessing [C#m] the other [F#m] a blow.
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_ _ _ [F#m] Perhaps in the future [E] all hatred [D] will cease, [C#m] And all men of God [E] will be agents [F#m] of peace,
But until the day [E] when the fiend [D] walks no more, [E] Then angels and men [C#m] must make ready [F#m] for war.
I am [C#m] your song, I am [F#m] your [D] word, I [C#m] am your herald [E] when [F#m] trumpets are heard,
I [C#m] am your staff, I [F#m] am your [D] rod, [E] I am your sword as a soldier [F#m] of God.
I am [C#m] your song, I [F#m] am your [D] word, I [C#m] am your [E] herald when [F#m] trumpets are heard,
I [E] am your [C#m] staff, I am [F#m] your rod, [D]
I am [E] your _ sword as a soldier [F#m] of God. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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