Calling Out Your Name(Chords)

	        Psalm 19:1-6 
 F   Bb   Gm    C    F   Bb  Gm   F 
{4}  {2}  {1}  {1}  {4}  {1} {1} {2} 
 (Fmaj7) 
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Well the moon moved past Nebraska 
				      Dm(2) 
Spilled laughter on them cold Dakota hills 
			       Gm(2)			          Csus   C 
The angels danced on Jacob's stairs, yeah they danced on Jacob's stairs 
	       Fmaj7 
There is this silence in the badlands 
				        Dm (2)
And over Kansas the whole universe was stilled 
		     Gm(2)		         Csus   C 
By the whisper of a prayer, by the whisper of a prayer 
	        Bb 
And the single hawk bursts into flight 
				         Csus  C 
And in the east the whole horizon is in flames 
			      Dm(2)			   Bb 
And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain 
			 Csus   C         F 
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name 
I can feel the earth tremble beneath the rumbling of the buffalo hooves 
And the fury in the pheasant's wings, there's fury in a pheasant's wings 
And it tells me the Lord is in His temple 
And there is still a faith that can make the mountains move 
And a love that can make the heavens ring 
And I've seen love make heaven ring 
Where the sacred rivers meet beneath the shadow of the Keeper of the plains 
I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain 
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name 
  Dm		        F2                    Dm 
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From the place where morning gathers 
You can look sometimes forever 'til you see 
What time may never know, what time may never know 
How the Lord takes by its corners this whole world 
And shakes us forward and shakes us free 
To run wild with the hope, to run wild with the hope 
The hope that this thirst will not last long 
That it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain 
And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain 
And I hear the prairies calling out Your name 
 
And I know this thirst will not last long 
That it will soon drown in the song not sung in vain 
And I feel the thunder in the sky, I see the sky about to rain 
And with the prairies I am calling out Your name 
 
 F {4} 
 

	        

Written by Rich Mullins