Mist from Stay Salt by Kevin O Hay

These Blue skies beyond borders is evidence of new order and
Notates the hand of omnipotence
These brown eyes, and broad shoulders, we learn as we get older that
All creation depend on His deliverance

Distracted journey and coercion trying to label
me accursed
Messianic yearning to know who we are truly, reversed
Polypeptides all held together by His demand
He’s encyclopedic, no body can beat it, His reverence commands

Antiquated logic and emotions clogs this marble of blue
Propagated terror brings forth the fear and a foreboding view
I will say what is needed and continue to speak the truth
It don’t matter what happens to me cause I know with him I’ll get through it.

There is no higher name than His
There is no better place to be
There is other one who cares for all the best for you and me.
So I’m gonna raise my hands high,
Lift them up to the sky and thank my Father for giving us , yes, Jesus, Jesus

Mist, I’ve gotta walk in your
Bliss, I wanna be on your
List, I’ve gotta be drunk on, I’ve wanna high on your, Mist, Mist

Thrown first, these stones
Freeze out, those bones
For nothing stands as high as you
Father your might is strong and true

The arragance and the pride in many hearts today
Just wanna take the credit for the one who created a way
To saved from our sin, the evil one, his day will end

Shut the lion's mouth at bay
Keep delusive thoughts away
Father, Faithful, your words will always be
Careful are your ways they ever see

Stir the cup that folds the hand
Take the fake, mold this man
Cause ever lasting will ever be
The all knowing master, a bottomless sea
Heads in the sand won't secure the key
Evidence still stands of our Lord's piety

It won’t be easy to take a stand
Nor be breezy to be that man
Cause he has given us this vision
Our Lord and savior, he has risen

So bring us home, take us there
When we conclude assigned affairs
There’s nothing that compares, to be in your presence and being aware of all the things you’ve done
All the wars that you’ve won
Oh the joy and the bliss
Will there be in your midst

Midst, I’ve gotta walk in your
Bliss, I want to be on your
List, I’ve gotta be drunk on, I’ve gotta high on your, mist, mist

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