^BbHe can turn t^Dmhe tide and c^Abalm t^Bbhe angry sea, ^CmHe alone ^Gmdecides who wr^Cmites ^D7a symphony, ^EbHe lights ev^Ebm'ry star that ma^Bbkes^F our^Gm darkness bright, ^AHe keeps watch a^Dmll through each lo^Cmng a^Fnd lonely night. ^BbHe still finds^Gm the time t^Ebo hear a c^Cmhild's first pray'r. ^FSaints and sinners call ^Bband always find Him there. ^GThough it makes hi^Ebm sad to se^Bbe the ^Bmway we live. He'll alway^Cms s^Fay, "^BbI forgi^Fve."

^BbHe can grant^Dm a wish or ma^Abke a dream^Bb come true, ^CmHe can paint ^Gmthe clouds and ^Cmturn ^D7the gray to blue, ^EbHe alone knows^Ebm where to fin^Bbd t^Fhe ra^Gminbow's end, ^AHe alone ca^Dmn see what l^Cmies bey^Fond the bend. ^BbHe can touch^Gm a tree and t^Eburn the ^Cmleaves to gold. ^FHe knows ev'ry lie that yo^Bbu and I have told. ^GThough it makes hi^Ebm sad to se^Bbe the ^Bmway we live. He'll alway^Cms s^Fay, "^BbI forg^Cmive^F." ^Bb