From the recording Blue Ridge Mountain Time: Songs from Wildacres
(2017): prompt: the solar eclipse earlier in the year
Lyrics
I sat in the shade for the sky's darkening
A slow steady pace, ever deepening
As I watched I grew wary
Of the loss of light
I became more fearful
As noonday slipped to night
Oh, how I need the light from above
There in the sky, a gift of love, a gift of love
I sit in the pew as the altar is stripped
Crosses are veiled, no amen on my lips
Vestments and candles removed one by one
Books are unopened, songs left unsung
Oh, how I need your light from above
Placed in my heart, a gift of love, a gift of love
Unholy day when God is dead
The moon steals the sun and a darkness is spread
Oh how we need your light from above
There in the sky, a gift of love, a gift of love
