"Your Word is plain as the nose upon my face And it will remain when all else fades away And in the midst of change there's one thing that stays the same So I walk by faith though I'm scared to even hope That I can learn to love as my heart unfolds But sometimes I just need an angel To tell me not to be afraid From out of nowhere from out of the blue These clouds like holy prophets groan and move On the winds of love and rage So come Lord and wash me clean in Your psalm Until it sinks deep down into my bones As I stand in the gentle fall Of the gospel rain And every leaf that falls is a kind of burning bush And I can hear Your call when I stop to look You tell me You're there whatever happens And I hear the trees clappin' their hands From out of nowhere from out of the blue These clouds like holy prophets groan and move On the winds of love and rage So come Lord and wash me clean in Your psalm Until it sinks deep down into my bones As I stand in the gentle fall Of the gospel rain And the word you speak is in the air I breathe It reaches deep and somethin' moves inside of me From out of nowhere from out of the blue These clouds like holy prophets groan and move On the winds of love and rage So come Lord and wash me clean in Your psalm Until it sinks deep down into my bones As I stand in the gentle fall Of the gospel rain"