Intro
C D C F C C D/F# F C
Verse 1
C D/F#
Oh gather 'round the throne of grace
F C
And sing His vict'ry song
C D/F#
Our King rode forth to bloody war
F G
And now He has come home
Em F2
He crushed the mighty dragon
Em F2
He broke his cruel reign
C D/F#
He broke the shackles of our sins
F G C C
And freed us from our chains
Chorus
C Am
Let ev'ry tongue and ev'ry tribe
F G/B
Sing praises, praises
C Am Dm7 G/B
Let all creation magnify Your glorious name
Am G
Forever is not long enough
F D7 F# D/F#
To sing of all You've done
F G# C C
Be praised by ev'ry tribe and ev'ry tongue
Verse 2
C D/F#
Oh look around and see the saints
F C
All trophies of His grace
C D/F#
And to the Victor go the spoils
F G
Our hearts, our lives, our praise
Em F2
Take pleasure when You look on
Em F2
The fruit of all Your pain
C D/F#
Enjoy Your glory formed in us
F G C C
You suffered not in vain
Every Tongue Lyrics:
Verse 1
Oh gather 'round the throne of grace
And sing His vict'ry song
Our King rode forth to bloody war
And now He has come home
He crushed the mighty dragon
He broke his cruel reign
He broke the shackles of our sins
And freed us from our chains
Chorus
Let ev'ry tongue and ev'ry tribe
Sing praises, praises
Let all creation magnify Your glorious name
Forever is not long enough
To sing of all You've done
Be praised by ev'ry tribe and ev'ry tongue
Verse 2
Oh look around and see the saints
All trophies of His grace
And to the Victor go the spoils
Our hearts, our lives, our praise
Take pleasure when You look on
The fruit of all Your pain
Enjoy Your glory formed in us
You suffered not in vain
Oh gather 'round the throne of grace
And sing His vict'ry song
Our King rode forth to bloody war
And now He has come home
He crushed the mighty dragon
He broke his cruel reign
He broke the shackles of our sins
And freed us from our chains
Chorus
Let ev'ry tongue and ev'ry tribe
Sing praises, praises
Let all creation magnify Your glorious name
Forever is not long enough
To sing of all You've done
Be praised by ev'ry tribe and ev'ry tongue
Verse 2
Oh look around and see the saints
All trophies of His grace
And to the Victor go the spoils
Our hearts, our lives, our praise
Take pleasure when You look on
The fruit of all Your pain
Enjoy Your glory formed in us
You suffered not in vain
Last reviewed by: Timothy Norris

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