调：A minor
Verse 1
Am
E
Am
Dm
Would my con ceit
Am
F
C
E
Am
at first enforce my will,
F
Am
Dm
G
Dm
Or else my eyes,
E
Am
E
which still the same in crease,
Am
F
E
Am
might be extinct to en d
Dm
A
Am
D
G
my sorrowful soul,
Am
E
Am
E
Am
C
has nothing can release,
Am
C
Am
whose life is death,
F
C
F
Am
whose sweet each change of sound,
Dm
C
F
Dm
Am
E
C
neweth every hour.
G
F
C
F
Am
Dm
whose sweet each change of sun ,
Em
Am
E
Am
E
every hour.
Am
F
C
E
Each hour amidst the deep of hell I fry,
G
F
C
Dm
Each hour I waste and
F
Am
E
But that sweet hour when
Am
Dm
A
D
G
I wish to die,
Dm
Am
Dm
C
My hope, alas,
E
Am
E
Am
C
may not enjoy it yet.
Am
C
Am
Whose hope is such
F
C
Am
Dm
bereaved of the bliss
Em
C
Em
Which hand to hold safely,
C
Em
Am
E
C
her guarded is,
Am
C
Am
Whose hope is such,
F
C
Am
Dm
C
Dm
bereavement of her bliss,
Em
C
Em
C
E
Am
E
Which unto all sav 'ry and lauded is,
Am
Dm
Am
F
To all save me is free
C
E
Am
to live or die,
Dm
G
F
C
Dm
G
Dm
To all save me
E
Am
E
remaineth help or hope,
Am
E
Am
Dm
Am
But of the force I must abandon I,
Dm
C
Am
Smith fortune still directs my
E
Am
A
Am
C
helpless slope.
Dm
C
Am
Dm
C
F
Dm
Well, for to neither hand nor hope I trust,
Em
C
Em
But to my throes I yield,
Am
E
Am
E
C
for so I must.
F
C
Dm
Wherefore to neither hand nor hope I trust,
Em
C
Em
But to my throes I yield,
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