Tekster: Bebo Norman. On the Divide.

The sky was the color of morning
And the mountains surrounded
The ground as our bed.
The Spirit would rise without warning
Just to burn like the sun
That would soon warm our hands.

And the world was three days behind us,
And the world was three days ahead.
But for now no one could find us
In the wilderness.

Only bound by the burdens we brought,
But we were slowly releasing them
Along the way.
Pride was the battle we fought
Until we opened our eyes
To the Light of that day

The past towered before us,
But we could see the top of the trail.
So we climbed with strength we're not born with
And we were rising...

We stood on that mountain,
We turned to the sky.
With trembling inside,
We lifted our eyes
And pulling us higher...
Was something Divine
That gave us that time
On the Divide.
It was something Divine

That gave us that time
On the Divide.

So we turned from our view at the top
With a vision so clear
And the sun in our face.
And back to the valley we walked
Knowing everything good
Has its time and its place.

New life was burning inside us
Still it hurt turning to home.
But the same Spirit would guide us
That we had seen when...

We stood on that mountain,
We turned to the sky.
With trembling inside,
We lifted our eyes
And pulling us higher...
Was something Divine
That gave us that time
On the Divide.
It was something Divine
That gave us that time
On the Divide.