Half-handed Cloud You've Been Faithful To Us Clouds
You get all the credit and You get all the praise
Got us out of messes and pulled us out of graves
We know You're among us in hearts that form a nation
You don't separate Yourself or hide behind some distant constellation
Always coming back to You source of every being
Living omnipresent so there's no sense in fleeing
Or need to plead your Spirit when bent to tie a sandal
You're a tenant in the earth we've more access to you than we can handle
Vertical in posture but kneeling in our hearts
Found you down here with us destroying the ramparts
You wash feet with kisses we worry to demean
You look up and say to us "This is the only way you can get clean."
