Oh, My boundless church
Stained glass surrounds the Earth
My bible belt orbits a star
And from it's pulpit preaches far
To a congregation built in clouds
Of noble gases that geyser out
Into the open palms of my eyes
Like unspoken psalms to sackcloth skies
Such miracles of flashing lights
Which war like angels about to die
And in their battle sparks will fly
Each spark a seed that brings new life
Objects at rest
Stay at rest
So how do you explain all this mess
A mover moved
That much we proved
Don’t be afraid to admit the truth
His work is grand
His love withstands
He’s got the whole wide world
The whole wide world
In his hands
My disciples breaking bread
Are interstellar space cadets
Blasting rockets into time
Seek to contact the divine
We launch ourselves across the sea
An ocean crashing endlessly
We’ll never find out there in the dark
The final frontier is in our hearts
Written down so long before
This bottled message washed ashore
A Mystery to unravel still
Oh my Lord, do what thou will
Objects at rest
Stay at rest
So how do you explain all this mess
A mover moved
That much we proved
Don’t be afraid to admit the truth
His work is grand
His love withstands
He’s got the whole wide world
The whole wide world
In his hands
Objects at rest
Stay at rest
So how do you explain all this mess
A mover moved
That much we proved
Don’t be afraid to admit the truth
His work is grand
His love withstands
He’s got the whole wide world
The whole wide world
In his hands
As the stars outnumber
Grains of sand
He’s got the whole wide world
The whole wide world
In his hands
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