Sky Spills Over

There's a rose in the desert Blooming red in the drought There's a quenching rain In the wings of the gathering clouds Lift your eyes Look to the horizon now There's still a hope for us Reach up from the dust And call it down Can you hear Can you hear that thunder Sing His name, sing it out 'Til the sky spills over I may just be dry bones Stripped of sinew and skin But the wind of His spirit Will raise me up again I lift my eyes I look to the horizon now Oh, there's still a song to sing Fall down on your knees and cry aloud