God in the Country Sky

[Verse] The dust kicks up around my boots, Small town life cuts right to the roots, They're heading to the chapel on Sunday morn', But I find my peace where the wildflowers are worn. [Verse 2] They say faith belongs inside those walls, But I hear His voice in the meadow's calls, In the winding roads and the whispering pines, A deeper truth in the land's design. [Chorus] I see Christ in the country sky, In the river's flow and the mountains high, Oh, I don't need no temple or church, To feel the sacred in this earth. [Verse 3] The stars light up the heavens each night, Guiding my soul with their humble light, They sing a hymn in their twinkling glow, That any heart can freely know. [Verse 4] The fields stretch out like an open hand, That's where I kneel, that’s where I stand, A prayer in the wind, a hymn in the leaves, A sacredness my spirit believes. [Bridge] They gather in places made by man, I wander through a different plan, With each step, the divine in sight, In every dawn and the fading light.