Poetry

C Isn’t it so hard for most of us G#dim7 Am F To find the kind of patience that will trust C G The slow steady work of God beneath the surface F E D C C7 Every moment working for our good C Cause under all the snow is something green G#dim7 Am F Hiding in the winter is a spring C G I know it will take the barren field of heartbreak F E D C C7 A little time for a new rain to fall F I will not hang my head C His banner is over me, He said G G#dim7 Am D I am his poetry and he won’t waste a word F G I’m gonna wait, C I’ll wait on the Lord C Surely I’ve been wrong along the way G#dim7 Am F But I will not be called by my mistakes C He calls me his friend G When all I see is where I’ve been F E D C C7 I hear him tell me where I am going F I will not hang my head C His banner is over me, He said G G#dim7 Am D I am his poetry and he won’t waste a word F G I’m gonna wait, C I’ll wait on the Lord Dm Am There’s no wound that he cannot heal Dm Am There’s no child too far gone F C I’m the clay on his spinning wheel G And he knows what I’ll become Instr Verse F I will not hang my head F E D C His banner is over me, He said G G#dim7 Am I am his poetry and he won’t waste a word (wont' waste a word) F I will not hang my head F E D C His banner is over me He said G G#dim7 Am D I am his poetry and he won’t waste a word F G I’m gonna wait, F G I’m gonna wait, F G C I’m gonna wait... I'll wait on the Lord