THE HOUR WHEN JESUS CHRIST COMES IN

Composed by Bob Dylan and Ricky

Intro: (G)-(Bm)-(C)-(G)

(G)Oh the time will come (Bm)up when the (C)wind will (G)stop
And the (Em)breeze will (C)cease to be a (G)breathing;
Like the stillness in the (Bm)wind before a (C)hurricane (G)begins,
The (Em)hour when Jesus (C)Christ (D)comes (G)in.

Oh, the (Em)sea will split and the (C)ships will (G)hit
And the (Em)sand on the (C)shoreline will be (G)shaking
And rocks will (Bm)sound and the (C)waves, they'll a (G)pound,
And the (Em)morning (C)will be (D)break(G)ing

(G)The fishes will (Bm)laugh as they swim (C)out of their (G)paths
And the (Em)seagulls, (C)they'll be a (G)smilin';
And the rocks on the (Bm)sand will (C)proudly a (G)stand,
The (Em)hour when Jesus (C)Christ (D)comes (G)in

And those (Em)words that were used for to (C)get us all (G)confused
Will (Em)not be under(C)stood as (D)they are (G)spoken,
For the chains of the (Bm)sea will have (C)busted in the (G)night
And be (Em)buried on the (C)bottom of the (D)o(G)cean

(G)Oh, a song will (Bm)lift as the (C)main sail (G)shifts
And the (Em)boat drifts (C)out on to the (G)shoreline
And the Sun will res(Bm)pect all the (C)saints on the (G)deck;
The (Em)hour when Jesus (C)Christ (D)comes (G)in

And the (Em)sands will roll out a (C)carpet of (G)gold
For our (Em)weary (C)toes to be a (G)touching
And the ships wise (Bm)men will re(C)mind us once a(G)gain
That the (Em)whole wide (C)world is (D)wat(G)ching

(G)Then our foes, they'll a(Bm)rise with the (C)sleep still in their (G)eyes
And they'll (Em)jerk from their (C)beds and think they're (G)dreaming,
But they'll pinch themselves and (Bm)squeal
And they'll (C)know that it's for (G)real;
The (Em)hour that Jesus (C)Christ (D)comes (G)in

And they'll (Em)raise their hands and say, "We (C)met all your de(G)mands!"
But He'll (Em)shout from the (C)clouds, "Your days were (G)numbered!"
And as Pharaoh's (Bm)tribe, they'll be (C)drowned in the (G)tide;
And like (Em)Goliath, (C)they'll be a (D)con(G)quered

(G)Oh the time will come (Bm)up when the (C)wind will (G)stop
And the (Em)breeze will (C)cease to be a (G)breathing;
Like the stillness in the (Bm)wind before a (C)hurricane (G)begins,
The (Em)hour when Jesus (C)Christ (D)comes (G)in.

And they'll (Em)raise their hands and say, "We (C)met all your de(G)mands!"
But He'll (Em)shout from the (C)clouds, "Your days were (G)numbered!"
And as Pharaoh's (Bm)tribe, they'll be (C)drowned in the (G)tide;
And like (Em)Goliath, (C)they'll be a (D)con(G)quered

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