Chords for O Church Arise
Tempo:
97.45 bpm
Chords used:
F#
C#
B
E
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ah
[E]
[B] [G#]
[F#] O [E]
[B]
[F#]
church, arise and put your [C#] armor on
Hear [F#] the call of Christ our Captain
For now the weak can say that [C#] they are strong
With [F#] the strength that God has given
With shield of faith and belt [C#] of truth, we'll stand [B] against the [C#] devil's lies.
[F#] An army bold, whose battle cry is love, [F#] reaching out to those in dark place.
A [B] call [F#] to war, to love the [C#] captive soul, [F#] but to rage [B] against the captive lord.
And with the sword that makes the [C#] wounded whole, [F] we will fight with [B] faith and [F#] valor.
No faith [B] which riles on [C#] every side, we [F#] know the outcome is secure.
And [F#] Christ will have the prize for [C#] which he died, [F] an inheritance [C#] of [F#] nations.
[E]
Come [B] [Bm]
see [F#] the cross, where love [B] and [C#] mercy meet, [F] as the Son of God [F#] is stricken.
Then see his foes, lying crushed [B] beneath [C#] his feet, [F#] for the conqueror has risen.
And as [B] the stone is rolled [C#] away, [F#] and Christ emerges from [C#] the grave,
this [F#] victory march continues [B] [C#] till the day, [F#] every eye and heart will [D] see him.
[E] [F#]
[D] So
[E] [F#]
Spirit come, put [B] strength in every [C#] stride, [F#] give praise for every hurdle.
That we may run, with faith [B] to win the prize, [F#] of a servant good and faithful.
And [B] saints of old still lie [C#] the wait, [F#] [B] Retelling [F#]
triumphs of [C#] His grace.
[F#] We hear their calls, and [B] hunger for the day, [F#] When the Christ be standing glory [E] in [B] [Bm]
glory.
[F#] [B] [E] [Bm]
[F#]
[C#]
[F#] [B]
[F#] [C#]
[F#]
[B] [F#] [C#] [F#]
[D#m] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
[E]
[B] [G#]
[F#] O [E]
[B]
[F#]
church, arise and put your [C#] armor on
Hear [F#] the call of Christ our Captain
For now the weak can say that [C#] they are strong
With [F#] the strength that God has given
With shield of faith and belt [C#] of truth, we'll stand [B] against the [C#] devil's lies.
[F#] An army bold, whose battle cry is love, [F#] reaching out to those in dark place.
A [B] call [F#] to war, to love the [C#] captive soul, [F#] but to rage [B] against the captive lord.
And with the sword that makes the [C#] wounded whole, [F] we will fight with [B] faith and [F#] valor.
No faith [B] which riles on [C#] every side, we [F#] know the outcome is secure.
And [F#] Christ will have the prize for [C#] which he died, [F] an inheritance [C#] of [F#] nations.
[E]
Come [B] [Bm]
see [F#] the cross, where love [B] and [C#] mercy meet, [F] as the Son of God [F#] is stricken.
Then see his foes, lying crushed [B] beneath [C#] his feet, [F#] for the conqueror has risen.
And as [B] the stone is rolled [C#] away, [F#] and Christ emerges from [C#] the grave,
this [F#] victory march continues [B] [C#] till the day, [F#] every eye and heart will [D] see him.
[E] [F#]
[D] So
[E] [F#]
Spirit come, put [B] strength in every [C#] stride, [F#] give praise for every hurdle.
That we may run, with faith [B] to win the prize, [F#] of a servant good and faithful.
And [B] saints of old still lie [C#] the wait, [F#] [B] Retelling [F#]
triumphs of [C#] His grace.
[F#] We hear their calls, and [B] hunger for the day, [F#] When the Christ be standing glory [E] in [B] [Bm]
glory.
[F#] [B] [E] [Bm]
[F#]
[C#]
[F#] [B]
[F#] [C#]
[F#]
[B] [F#] [C#] [F#]
[D#m] [C#]
[F#] [C#]
Key:
F#
C#
B
E
F
F#
C#
B
_ _ Ah
_ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ [F#] O _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
church, arise and put your [C#] armor on
Hear [F#] the call of Christ our Captain
For now the weak can say that [C#] they are strong
With [F#] the strength that God has given
With shield of faith and belt [C#] of truth, we'll stand [B] against the _ [C#] devil's lies.
[F#] An army bold, whose battle cry is love, [F#] reaching out to those in dark _ place.
A _ _ [B] call _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] to war, to love the [C#] captive soul, [F#] but to rage [B] against the captive lord.
And with the sword that makes the [C#] wounded whole, [F] we will fight with [B] faith and [F#] valor.
No faith [B] which riles on [C#] every side, we [F#] know the outcome is secure.
And [F#] Christ will have the prize for [C#] which he died, [F] an inheritance [C#] of [F#] nations.
_ _ _ [E] _
Come _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
see [F#] the cross, where love [B] and [C#] mercy meet, [F] as the Son of God [F#] is stricken.
Then see his foes, lying crushed [B] beneath [C#] his feet, [F#] for the conqueror has risen. _
And as [B] the stone is rolled [C#] away, [F#] and Christ emerges from [C#] the grave,
this [F#] victory march continues [B] [C#] till the day, [F#] every eye and heart will [D] see him.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] So _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Spirit come, put [B] strength in every [C#] stride, [F#] give praise for every hurdle.
_ That we may run, with faith [B] to win the prize, [F#] of a servant good and faithful.
_ And [B] saints of old still lie [C#] the wait, [F#] _ [B] Retelling [F#]
triumphs of [C#] His grace.
[F#] We hear their calls, and [B] hunger for the day, [F#] When the Christ be standing _ glory _ _ [E] in _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
glory.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ [F#] O _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
church, arise and put your [C#] armor on
Hear [F#] the call of Christ our Captain
For now the weak can say that [C#] they are strong
With [F#] the strength that God has given
With shield of faith and belt [C#] of truth, we'll stand [B] against the _ [C#] devil's lies.
[F#] An army bold, whose battle cry is love, [F#] reaching out to those in dark _ place.
A _ _ [B] call _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] to war, to love the [C#] captive soul, [F#] but to rage [B] against the captive lord.
And with the sword that makes the [C#] wounded whole, [F] we will fight with [B] faith and [F#] valor.
No faith [B] which riles on [C#] every side, we [F#] know the outcome is secure.
And [F#] Christ will have the prize for [C#] which he died, [F] an inheritance [C#] of [F#] nations.
_ _ _ [E] _
Come _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
see [F#] the cross, where love [B] and [C#] mercy meet, [F] as the Son of God [F#] is stricken.
Then see his foes, lying crushed [B] beneath [C#] his feet, [F#] for the conqueror has risen. _
And as [B] the stone is rolled [C#] away, [F#] and Christ emerges from [C#] the grave,
this [F#] victory march continues [B] [C#] till the day, [F#] every eye and heart will [D] see him.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] So _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Spirit come, put [B] strength in every [C#] stride, [F#] give praise for every hurdle.
_ That we may run, with faith [B] to win the prize, [F#] of a servant good and faithful.
_ And [B] saints of old still lie [C#] the wait, [F#] _ [B] Retelling [F#]
triumphs of [C#] His grace.
[F#] We hear their calls, and [B] hunger for the day, [F#] When the Christ be standing _ glory _ _ [E] in _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
glory.
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [B] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _