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Every Grain Of Sand ukulele

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Fmaj7  320002
Gsus4  x02230
A9sus4 x05430

capo 1st fret

       C           Fmaj7             C                  Fmaj7
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
         C               Fmaj7         F           Gsus4   F
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
          C           Fmaj7     C            Fmaj7
There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
C              Fmaj7             F      Gsus4  F
Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair.

                    G7             C           F
Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake,
                 G7                    C                 F         F
Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break.
        C          Fmaj7        C                Fmaj7
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
    C              Fmaj7        F     A9sus4   C
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good =
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.

I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.

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