Kyrie on the Plains

Verse 1

Silver icons gaze through the morning light

Golden wheat swaying under the wide sky

Dust on my boots

Grace on my soul

Faith is the map that makes me whole

Pre-Chorus

Kneeling down in the old pinewood aisle

Counting blessings across every mile

Chanting the words that the ancestors knew

Morning mist is sparkling like the dew

Chorus

Holy bells ringing out over the hills

Spirit moves through the creeks and the rills

Kyrie eleison

Mercy for the farmer

Kyrie eleison

Shield me in your armor

Lord have mercy on the land we keep

Verse 2

The harvest is heavy the summer was long

I offer my labor I offer a song

Smell of the frankincense

Sweat on my brow

Standing in the Presence here and now

Pre-Chorus

Kneeling down in the old pinewood aisle

Counting blessings across every mile

Chanting the words that the ancestors knew

Morning mist is sparkling like the dew

Chorus

Holy bells ringing out over the hills

Spirit moves through the creeks and the rills

Kyrie eleison

Mercy for the farmer

Kyrie eleison

Shield me in your armor

Lord have mercy on the land we keep

Bridge

Bees hum in the garden of prayer

Vespers are drifting on the warm air

One path to walk

One heart to mend

Glory is waiting at the very end

Chorus

Holy bells ringing out over the hills

Spirit moves through the creeks and the rills

Kyrie eleison

Mercy for the farmer

Kyrie eleison

Shield me in your armor

Lord have mercy on the land we keep