by Guest » Mon Feb 21, 2011 3:07 pm
Death will Never Knock On Heaven's Door
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1 There is /hope beyond this/ vale of tears, Yes, be/yond the silent /grave;
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G Ab Bb Bb A A Bb Bb G G G F Eb D C Bb
For the/ ones who die in /Christ the Lord, Had His/ blood applied to /save,
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In a/ little while we'll /see the face of our/ Savior on that /shore;
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C D Eb D Eb C C Bb A Bb Eb F G Bb F G Eb
There to/ rest assured that the/ hand of death Never knocks on Heaven's door.
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Chorus Eb F G Bb F G Eb
Death will/ never knock on/ Heaven's door, There will /be no dying/ there;
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Eb Eb D D C C Bb
Pain and/ sorrow will be /felt no more, There'll be/ joy beyond com/pare;
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Eb F G Bb F F# G Eb Bb Eb F G Bb EbDb C
No more/ open graves, no /sad good-byes, They'll be /gone for ever /more,
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C D Eb D Eb Eb F G F# G Bb Bb C Bb C D Eb
For the/ hand of death up in/ paradise, Never /knocks on Heaven's /door.
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2 What a privilege it is to know If we're sleeping on that day;
We will be the first to meet our Lord; From the grave we'll fly away.
We will meet Him in the air, we're told, There our praises to out-pour,
And to live for aye where the hand of death Never knocks on heaven's door.
3. When the graves begin to burst that day, Heaven's bells begin to ring;
"O grave, where is thy victory? O death, where is thy sting?"
When we hear the voice of our dear Lord, Saying, "Time will be no more."
We will live anew where the hand of death Never knocks on Heaven's door.
Maybe someone who knows music can get this together. This is the best I could do. Wish I had a scanner. I'm sorry about your grandmother. May God bless you all.
Death will Never Knock On Heaven's Door
Key of Eb
2/4 Time
G Ab Bb Bb A A Bb Bb G Eb F G G F# F# G
1 There is /hope beyond this/ vale of tears, Yes, be/yond the silent /grave;
Eb C Eb
G Ab Bb Bb A A Bb Bb G G G F Eb D C Bb
For the/ ones who die in /Christ the Lord, Had His/ blood applied to /save,
Eb F Bb
G Ab BbBb A A Bb Bb G Eb F G Bb Eb Db C
In a/ little while we'll /see the face of our/ Savior on that /shore;
EB C C Eb Ab
C D Eb D Eb C C Bb A Bb Eb F G Bb F G Eb
There to/ rest assured that the/ hand of death Never knocks on Heaven's door.
Ab Ab Eb C Eb Bb Bb Eb
Chorus Eb F G Bb F G Eb
Death will/ never knock on/ Heaven's door, There will /be no dying/ there;
Eb F G Bb F F# G Eb Bb Eb Bb Eb
Eb Eb D D C C Bb
Pain and/ sorrow will be /felt no more, There'll be/ joy beyond com/pare;
Eb F C Bb F F# G Eb C C F Bb
Eb F G Bb F F# G Eb Bb Eb F G Bb EbDb C
No more/ open graves, no /sad good-byes, They'll be /gone for ever /more,
Eb Ab
C D Eb D Eb Eb F G F# G Bb Bb C Bb C D Eb
For the/ hand of death up in/ paradise, Never /knocks on Heaven's /door.
Ab Eb Ab G F Bb Eb
2 What a privilege it is to know If we're sleeping on that day;
We will be the first to meet our Lord; From the grave we'll fly away.
We will meet Him in the air, we're told, There our praises to out-pour,
And to live for aye where the hand of death Never knocks on heaven's door.
3. When the graves begin to burst that day, Heaven's bells begin to ring;
"O grave, where is thy victory? O death, where is thy sting?"
When we hear the voice of our dear Lord, Saying, "Time will be no more."
We will live anew where the hand of death Never knocks on Heaven's door.
Maybe someone who knows music can get this together. This is the best I could do. Wish I had a scanner. I'm sorry about your grandmother. May God bless you all.