Find Rest
VineyardVersion1
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Find rest, oh my soul, in God alone, my hope, it comes from Him.
He above all is loving and strong, a warrior as well as a friend.
A rock for my feet, a roof for my head, a bulwark in life's desperate hours.
My Salvation and my honor depend on God, then why is my soul so downcast and
anxious?
I trust You at all times, pour out my heart, bearing my soul here before You,
Cause You aren't like the one's I've trusted before. When I open up, Your
there all the more.
Low-born men are but a breath, the high-born are but a lie.
If placed on a scale before my God, they'd amount to a breath or a sigh.
We worry 'bout our position in life, so others will think we've arrived;
But You love the peasant as much as the prince, the despised of men as much
as the honored.
I trust You at all times, pour out my heart, bearing my soul here before You,
Cause You aren't like the one's I've trusted before. When I open up, Your
there all the more.
I trust You at all times, pour out my heart, bearing my soul here before You,
Cause You aren't like the one's I've trusted before. When I open up, Your
there all the more.
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Readable chord sheet for Find Rest by Vineyard
Fi[E]nd rest, oh my soul, in G[F#]od alone, my h[B]ope, it comes from H[G#m]im. H[E]e above all is lo[F#]ving and strong, a wa[B]rrior as well as a fr[G#m]iend. A[E] rock for my feet, a ro[F#]of for my head, a bul[B]wark in life's desperate[G#m] hours. My S[E]alvation and my honor de[F#]pend on God, then w[B]hy is my soul so d[D#7]owncast and anxious? I[E] trust You at all tim[F#]es, pour out my he[E]art, bearing my so[D#7]ul here before You, Cause Y[E]ou aren't like the o[F#]ne's I've trusted bef[E]ore. When I ope[D#7]n up, Your there all the [G#7sus]more. L[E]ow-born men are b[F#]ut a breath, the hi[B]gh-born are but a [G#m]lie. If p[E]laced on a scale be[F#]fore my God, they'd am[B]ount to a breath or a [G#m]sigh. W[E]e worry 'bout our pos[F#]ition in life, so oth[B]ers will think we've arr[G#m]ived; But Yo[E]u love the peasant as mu[F#]ch as the prince, the desp[B]ised of men as [D#7]much as the honored. I[E] trust You at all tim[F#]es, pour out my he[E]art, bearing my so[D#7]ul here before You, Cause Y[E]ou aren't like the o[F#]ne's I've trusted bef[E]ore. When I ope[D#7]n up, Your there all the [G#7sus]more. [E] [F#] I[E] trust You at all tim[F#]es, pour out my he[E]art, bearing my so[D#7]ul here before You, Cause Y[E]ou aren't like the o[F#]ne's I've trusted bef[E]ore. When I ope[D#7]n up, Your there all the [G#7sus]more. [E] [F#] [E2] [F#] [E] [D#7] [G#7sus]