D              A          E         F#m
You Can take all that I have
D                        A            F#m    E
Because I've stored my treasures in Heaven
D              A          E         F#m
I'm not scared to take my final breath
D                 A             E
Because I've got forever to live

[Chorus]
D                  A
And I will see His face
E             F#m
I'll behold His glory
D                  A           E
I will walk on streets of gold
D                  A
And I will sing the song
E             F#m
With the saints and elders
D                  A           E
"Holy, holy is the Lord"

[Verse]
D              A          E         F#m
So bruise my flesh or break my bones
D                        A            F#m    E
But my soul belongs to my Savior
D              A          E         F#m
And this world's just a temporary home
D                 A             E
'Cause soon I will feast at His table

D                  A
And I will lift the cup
E             F#m
With those who've gone before me
D                 A             E
I will hear, "Well done, my friend"

D                  A
And there will be no end
E             F#m
To the joy and laughter
D                 A             E
On the day I enter in

D                  A
And I will see His face
E             F#m
And I'll behold His glory
D                 A             E
I will walk on streets of gold

D                  A
And I will sing the song
E             F#m
With the saints and elders
D                 A             E
"Holy, holy is the Lord"

D              A
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
 F#m         E
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
D                 A             E
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

D              A         F#m         E
You can't take what Heaven owns, oh-oh-oh-oh
D              A         F#m         E
You can't have what you can't hold, oh-oh-oh-oh
D              A         F#m         E
From the dust I came, to dust I'll go-o-o-o
D              A         F#m
But salvation is forever and forever is the Lord's

[Verse]
D                  A
And when I touch the scars
E             F#m
On the hands of Jesus
D                 A             E
We will walk on streets of gold
D                  A
And I will sing a song
E             F#m
With the saints and elders
D                 A             E
"Holy, holy is the Lord"

[Tag]
A     F#m    E A   D                A
Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore Thee,
E                  F#m     E      B                 E
Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
A    F#m      E   A    D              A
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee,
F#m  A        D   F#m  D   E          A
Who wert and art and evermore shalt be.