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 wing 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 wing