Chords for Wade Spencer "The Redeemed Are Coming Home" Official Video
Tempo:
52.2 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [D] [G]
I've been standing near a gate, looking [C] down [G] a narrow road,
And I see the [A] multitude [D] gather there.
[G] Wearing garments white as snow, [C] walking streets of [G] purest gold,
All the saints are [D] coming home [G] for [G] evermore.
In the [G] midst is the King, [D] little children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know [A] He has touched and made them [D]
whole.
[G] Happy voices fill the air.
[D] There is [D] singing [G] everywhere.
What a sight [C] to behold.
[G] [D] The Redeemed are [G] coming home.
[C] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
Oh, how sweet it is to hear [C] Mama singing [G] loud and clear,
And the sound of [A] angel wings [D] on my [Am] [D] ear.
[G] Saints have come from far and near, [C] never again to [G] know or care,
But to spend [D] eternal days [G] with the Lord.
In the midst is the King, [D] little children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know He [A] has touched and [D] made them whole.
[G] Happy voices fill the air.
There [D] is singing [G] everywhere.
What a sight to [C] behold.
The [G] [D] Redeemed are coming [G] home.
[C] [D] [G]
I've been standing near a gate, looking [C] down [G] a narrow road,
And I see the [A] multitude [D] gather there.
[G] Wearing garments white as snow, [C] walking streets of [G] purest gold,
All the saints are [D] coming home [G] for [G] evermore.
In the [G] midst is the King, [D] little children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know [A] He has touched and made them [D]
whole.
[G] Happy voices fill the air.
[D] There is [D] singing [G] everywhere.
What a sight [C] to behold.
[G] [D] The Redeemed are [G] coming home.
[C] [G] [C]
[G] [D] [G]
Oh, how sweet it is to hear [C] Mama singing [G] loud and clear,
And the sound of [A] angel wings [D] on my [Am] [D] ear.
[G] Saints have come from far and near, [C] never again to [G] know or care,
But to spend [D] eternal days [G] with the Lord.
In the midst is the King, [D] little children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know He [A] has touched and [D] made them whole.
[G] Happy voices fill the air.
There [D] is singing [G] everywhere.
What a sight to [C] behold.
The [G] [D] Redeemed are coming [G] home.
Key:
G
D
C
A
Am
G
D
C
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [C] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _
I've been standing near a gate, looking [C] down [G] a narrow road,
And I see the [A] multitude [D] gather there. _
[G] Wearing garments white as snow, [C] walking streets of [G] purest gold,
All the saints are [D] coming home [G] for _ [G] evermore.
In the _ [G] midst is the King, _ [D] little _ children [G] at His feet.
No more pain _ [C] will they know [A] He has _ touched and made them [D] _
whole.
[G] _ Happy voices fill the air.
[D] There is _ [D] singing [G] _ everywhere.
What a sight _ [C] to behold. _
_ [G] _ [D] The Redeemed are [G] coming home. _
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
Oh, how sweet it is to hear [C] Mama singing [G] loud and clear,
And the sound of [A] angel wings [D] on my [Am] [D] ear.
[G] Saints have come from far and near, [C] never again to [G] know or care,
But to spend [D] eternal days [G] with the Lord.
In the _ midst is the _ King, [D] little _ children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know He [A] has touched and [D] made them whole.
[G] Happy _ voices fill the air.
There [D] is singing [G] everywhere. _
What a sight to [C] behold.
The [G] _ [D] Redeemed are coming [G] home. _
_ _ [C] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _
I've been standing near a gate, looking [C] down [G] a narrow road,
And I see the [A] multitude [D] gather there. _
[G] Wearing garments white as snow, [C] walking streets of [G] purest gold,
All the saints are [D] coming home [G] for _ [G] evermore.
In the _ [G] midst is the King, _ [D] little _ children [G] at His feet.
No more pain _ [C] will they know [A] He has _ touched and made them [D] _
whole.
[G] _ Happy voices fill the air.
[D] There is _ [D] singing [G] _ everywhere.
What a sight _ [C] to behold. _
_ [G] _ [D] The Redeemed are [G] coming home. _
[C] _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
Oh, how sweet it is to hear [C] Mama singing [G] loud and clear,
And the sound of [A] angel wings [D] on my [Am] [D] ear.
[G] Saints have come from far and near, [C] never again to [G] know or care,
But to spend [D] eternal days [G] with the Lord.
In the _ midst is the _ King, [D] little _ children [G] at His feet.
No more pain [C] will they know He [A] has touched and [D] made them whole.
[G] Happy _ voices fill the air.
There [D] is singing [G] everywhere. _
What a sight to [C] behold.
The [G] _ [D] Redeemed are coming [G] home. _