Thank you God for everything. Everyday you make it green. What we do is upon our hands, oh help me understand. There is wisdom in my heart. Don't you see all imparts, bless the waters that bee (impossible dream) true, bless the sky beneath the blue.
Can't my children feel safe and where? I want to know you really care! Don't you sea, what is mighty in the breeze? Help me pray, Lord gift company. In our hearts, it does command, oh why, oh why don't we understand? I pray for Oneness upon this land for God hold me close, Great Spirits course.
Give me a place where the buffalo roam and we come home, where the sea is blue. The fish come home to me and you and life abounds along the stream. In the back and forward of our dreams. That's where I walk. That's where I talk. That's where I bless the sea beneath the golden trees. Oh Great Spirts hold me!
Oh Great Spirits lift me up a night (knight). Feel me soaring and billows of clouds I pour out from our tears of plight. But I am a rainbow and I dream to walk down with you. I slide my heart out and I give my life, and in return for love, I bless all from above.
I bless the gorgeous seas that long between you and me. And it's the mighty course, we must be good to neighbors view, the shores of distant hues, that gather to come home. It's a mighty storm. I bless you, come and give your love. Care enough to help thee. The closest relative to bee and now it's in our back yard and it's not too far we need believe it's true. We need take care of you, the blessed seas. The blue of me. The skies between, my heart is seen. And I walk it's true. I bless all between you and me. I bless all sacred in the breeze. God help us have faith in thee (creek in the back yard in clean, without concrete)!
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, sacred drum by Holiness David Running Eagle and inspired by Lisping Wise One and Holiness David for the fishes, critters and waters around the world.
"God is our strength, vision is our gift", says Holiness David.
Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!