Open skies

Morning sun breaks through the mist, a melody begins.  
Steps along the winding road, I hear the Spirit’s hymn.  
Hands held high, I feel the warmth of guiding light,  
Every chord I strum carries hope through the night.

Oh, take me to the open skies,  
Where the heart finds peace and all fear dies.  
Lead me through the shadows, through the storm,  
Hold me in Your grace, keep my spirit warm.

Every note I play, every word I sing,  
Brings a gentle peace, makes my soul take wing.  
In the quiet breeze, in the river’s flow,  
Your love surrounds me more than I can know.

Oh, take me to the open skies,  
Where the heart finds peace and all fear dies.  
Lead me through the shadows, through the storm,  
Hold me in Your grace, keep my spirit warm.

Bridge:  
Through the night, beneath the stars,  
I hear Your whisper healing all my scars.  
Every heartbeat, every sigh,  
Guides me closer, teaches me to fly.

Oh, take me to the open skies,  
Where the heart finds peace and all fear dies.  
Lead me through the shadows, through the storm,  
Hold me in Your grace, keep my spirit warm.

60s-70s folk-rock/blues/jazz, acoustic guitar, brushed drums, warm piano, harmonica, soulful & reflective