Chords for 405. Far and near the fields are teeming

Tempo:
52.6 bpm
Chords used:

G

Ab

C

Eb

D

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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405.  Far and near the fields are teeming chords
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[C] [G]
[C] [G]
[C] [G] [D] the sky and rain.
[G] Far and near [C] their gold is [G] gleaming
o'er the sunny
slope and plain.
Lord, the [D]
[G] keepers hear
us all to [D] Thee we cry.
[G] Send them [C] now
the sheep [G] together
where the [C]
[G] harvest of pastime.
Send them forth [C] with
mournful [G] singing.
Send them
in a new [D] fright.
[G] The [C] soft grass graves are
[G] weeping.
They that gather
everywhere.
Lord, the [D] farmers
and poor [G] creepers
hear us mourn to Thee
we cry.
Send them
now [C] the sheep together
where [G] the
[Ab]
[Db] harvest of [Ab] pastime.
[Bbm]
[Eb] [Ab] Thou who Christ [Db] the Lord
is sending [Ab] gather
now the sheep [Eb] of gold
[Ab] that were bled
[Db] that evening when [Ab] Thee
Thou shalt come with joy unto old.
Lord, the [Eb] farmers and poor
[Ab] creepers hear us mourn
to Thee [Eb] we [Ab] cry.
Send them now [Db] the sheep
[Ab] together where the
harvest [Eb] of pastime. [Ab] pastime.
Key:  
G
2131
Ab
134211114
C
3211
Eb
12341116
D
1321
G
2131
Ab
134211114
C
3211
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] the sky and rain.
[G] Far and near [C] their gold is [G] gleaming
o'er the sunny
slope and plain.
Lord, the _ [D] _
_ [G] keepers hear
us all to [D] Thee we cry.
[G] Send them [C] now
the sheep [G] together
where the [C]
[G] harvest of pastime.
_ Send them forth [C] with
mournful [G] singing.
Send them
in a new [D] fright.
[G] _ The [C] soft grass graves are
[G] weeping.
They that gather
_ everywhere.
Lord, the [D] farmers
and poor [G] creepers
hear us mourn to Thee
we cry.
Send them
now [C] the sheep together
where [G] the _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Db] harvest of [Ab] pastime.
_ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Ab] _ Thou who Christ [Db] the Lord
is sending [Ab] gather
now the sheep [Eb] of gold
[Ab] that were bled
[Db] that evening when [Ab] Thee
Thou shalt come with joy unto old.
Lord, the [Eb] farmers and poor
_ [Ab] creepers hear us mourn
to Thee [Eb] we [Ab] cry.
Send them now [Db] the sheep
[Ab] together where the
harvest [Eb] of pastime. _ [Ab] pastime. _