be still my wandering eyes

you're pulling this poor man down

could my heart beat pump life through my veins

could it beat in time with the rhythm and the rhyme of a kingdom song

would my eyes come along

if i turn my head up

every good and every perfect gift comes from above

blessings hide out in the shadow of your mighty wings

as far as the east is from intention

my bended knees are from the sky

rushing Mighty Wind breath your breath of life

deep down into this clay again

then dust will sing, dust will pray, this dust will praise your name today

and i will turn my head up

every good and every perfect gift comes from above

blessings hide out in the shadow of your mighty wings

holy God of solace, sand and grain

my margins are drawn by dead oaks and fence posts

that won't last another Kansas spring

after the twisters steal the chaff away

your peace is a still cloud's shadow cast on the copper wheat

someday your harvest will stand

and i will turn my head up

every good and every perfect gift comes from above

blessings hide out in the shadow of your mighty wings