Yours piano leadsheet with chords

I walk the streets of London and notice in the faces passing by something that makes me stop and listen.

My heart grows heavy with the cry.

Where is the hope for London?

You whisper and my heart begins to soar as I'm reminded:

ev'ry street in London is Yours.

Oh, yes it is.

I walk the dirt roads of Uganda,

I see the scars that war has left behind.

I Hope like the sun gar's hand more and is fading,

and they're waiting for a cure no one can find.

And I hear children's voices singing of a God who heals and rescues and restores,

and I'm reminded or that ev'ry child in Africa is Yours.

And it's all Yours,

God, Yours, God, ev'rything is Yours.

From the stars in the sky to the depths of the ocean floor.

And it's all Yours,

God, Yours, God, ev'rything is Yours.

You're the Maker and Keeper, and Father and Ruler of ev'rything.

I walk the sidewalks of of Nashville,

like Singapore, Manila and Shanghai.

I brush by the sun go of more and the wealthy and and ev'rywhere I look I realize that,

just like here the streets of London,

of for ev'ry man and woman,

boy and girl, all of creation,

or death, this 'ry is our we Falong ther's world.

And it's all Yours,

God, Yours, God, ev'rything is Yours.

From the stars in the sky to the depths of the ocean floor.

And it's all Yours,

God, Yours, God, ev'rything is Yours.

All the greatness and power and glory,

the splendor and majesty,

I walk the

It's all Yours.

And I've walked the ev'rything is Yours.

Yeah, it's all Yours.