Mystic Lady
Music: Michael W. Smith
Got our feet on a narrow road
Got our eyes on the one who will be our goal
and our brothers at our side
If we stumble we won't fall
If we miss the mark He'll be there after all
With an everlasting prize
The race is on
Chorus:
Cone on and go
Leave behind the sin you find
That slows your time
Come on and go
You know the race is on
Come on and go
Straight ahead be safely led
By him instead
Come on and go
You know the race is on
Lord I try running my own race
Losin' ground, los
Alaska
Alaska
Music by: Andrew Winn
Lyrics by: Andrew Winn
Appears on: Seed
Welcome to the world of the northern hemisphere
Greet the winds of this heavenly frontier
Water pure as the blood of Mary's son
Cast your fears to the northern lights above
Take the time, pull this splinter from your eye
View her tears as they're falling from the sky
Virgin child, on the verge of great demise
From the hands of the ruthless human kind
Chorus:
Don't tarnish this silver realm
Don't rain on her golden dreams
Don't lie to these open arms
Then wake up to find she's gone and won't be home again
Twilight is the time, vibrant colors paint the sky
Across the mountains, capped with snow and whipped-creamed clouds
The wind, she sings in a whisper soft and mild
Coaxed to sleep all the children of the land
Stand in awe as you're drifting off the shore
Watching glaciers cast their elders to the sea
A winter's rain cools the fever from your soul
Bringing peace to your spirit as it soars
Our ways have turned the world around
Split the chain and broke it down
She's drowning in the dark
Goodbye to the love of the land that graced our lives
Come corporations, watch the smoke infect the skies
Oil, it stains the beaches once alive
Test your conscience, test your will to pull the line
So save your sister homeland, you can, you can, yeah you can