He Made all the Skies
There's sometimes
That we forget
Who our God is
His wrath's a threat
He made all the skies
It's no surprise
He made all the ground
And everything that lives around
The last place where the sun sets
The place we always chase
The place behind the water's edge
It's a vast, open space
Yet my Lord lives over there
He lives everywhere
That we forget
Who our God is
His wrath's a threat
He made all the skies
It's no surprise
He made all the ground
And everything that lives around
The last place where the sun sets
The place we always chase
The place behind the water's edge
It's a vast, open space
Yet my Lord lives over there
He lives everywhere
Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Bastidas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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