Chords for "The King Is Coming" by Merrill Womach

_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Ab] _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] The market place is empty, no more [B] traffic [Bb] in the streets.
All [Eb] the builders choose a silence, [Ab] no more time to harvest wheat.
[Eb] [Ab] Busy housewives cease their labors, [Db] in the courtroom no [Bb] debate.
[Eb] Work on earth is all suspended as the king [Ab] comes through the gate.
[Bb] Happy faceheads, blindly cultists, [Eb] those whose lives have been [C] revealed.
[F] Broken homes he has mended, those [Bb] from prison he has freed.
Little children and the aged, [Eb] hand in hand stand [C] all aglow.
Who were [F] crippled, broke and ruined, [Bb] clad in garments white as snow.
[C] I can hear the chariots rumble, I can [F] see them marching [D] forward.
[G] The flurry of God's trumpets [C] spell the end of stin and roar.
Feet [C] of old are now unfolding, [F] heaven's grandstands all [D] in place.
[G] Heaven's choir is now assembled, start [C] to sing amazing grace.
_ _ Amazing grace, [F] how sweet [C] the sound that [D] saved a wretch [G] like _ _ me.
[C] Oh, the king is coming, [F] the king _ [D] is coming.
[G] I just heard the trumpets, _
[C] now his face I see.
[G] Oh, [C] the king is coming, [F] the king _ is coming.
[G] Praise God, he's coming [C] for me.
_ When we've been [F] there ten _ [C] thousand years, bright shining [D] as [G] the sun. _ _
[C] Oh, the king is coming, _ [F] the king [D] is coming.
[G] Praise God, he's coming for _ [C] me.
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