(Capo on ) Intro.: |(C) |(F) |(C) |(F) |(C) |(G) |(C) |(C) On a (C)fire and brimstone Baptist pew, my (F)back against the (C)wall I con-(G)vinced myself, I'd cut and run when (F)came to alter (G)call But on (C)this night things were different, that ole (F)preacher spoke of (C)grace And for (G)those who dared to taste it, they would (F)see the (G)masters (C)face Now each and (C)every word he uttered, (F)seemed to perice my (C)heart For the (G)first time there was a ring of truth re-(F)sounding in the (G)dark When I (C)felt the spirit move me I (F)knew my time had (C)come On a (G)tearful trip I started, my (F)journey (G)to the (C)Son (Chorus) Now (G)nothing sounds so sweet, as the (C)sound of pilgrims feet On the (F)narrow way that (C)blesses all who (G)come And the (C)peace that I (F)found is like no (C)other (F) (C)On my (G)journey to the (C)Son Solo: |(C) |(F) |(C) |(F) |(C) |(G) |(C) |(C) Oh, the (C)tribulations of this world have (F)dogged my every (C)step Many (G)times I've begged for mercy, by the (F)bed where I (G)slept In His (C)love my plea is granted, by His (F)strength I over-(C)come With His (G)guiding hand I resume my (F)journey (G)to the (C)Son (Chorus) Now (G)nothing sounds so sweet, as the (C)sound of pilgrims feet On the (F)narrow way that (C)blesses all who (G)come And the (C)peace that I (F)found is like no (C)other (F) (C)On my (G)journey to the (C)Son (Tag) And the (C)peace that I (F)found is like no (C)other (F) (C)On my (G)journey to the (C)Son (C)On my (G)journey --- to the Son --- Outro.: |(C) |(F) |(C) |(F) |(C) |(G) |(C) |(C) ----