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Elijah
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Christian & Gospel
Elijah was released on February 26, 2021 by Brogan Gaskill as a part of the album Prelude
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AlbumPrelude
Release DateFebruary 26, 2021
LabelBrogan Gaskill
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM83

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brogan Gaskill
Brogan Gaskill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brogan Gaskill
Brogan Gaskill
Songwriter

Lyrics

We'll plant a garden
We'll plant a garden in this wasteland
We'll sing of rivers
We'll sing of rivers and we'll dance
'Cause maybe there's a chariot for us to fly away
All our joys, we can carry them, and leave the world today
Wanna be like Elijah, with his stallions of mighty flames
And we'll climb into the sky, where the clouds drift and roam
Hear the birds pass us by telling stories of their own
As the universe arrives, like a footstool to your throne
And we'll go home
We'll tame the beast
We'll tame the beast inside our heads
We'll sing of grace
We'll sing of grace and the life that's found in death
'Cause maybe there's a chariot for us to fly away
All our joys, we can carry them, and leave the world today
Wanna be like Elijah, with his stallions of mighty flames
And we'll climb into the sky, where the clouds drift and roam
Hear the birds pass us by telling stories of their own
As the universe arrives, like a footstool to your throne
And we'll go home
Yeah, we'll go home
In the shadow of our King
We will rest and we will sing
Storms will come and we will cling to hope
Our souls will run through fields of grain
See the beauty in the rain
Face the joy and face the pain, and He will hold
He's in our hearts; He's in our blood
He's who we are; He's how we love
How we live each and every day
So I'll grit my teeth and take this cross
For everything I count as loss
If I can just see my Savior's face
'Cause maybe there's a chariot for us to fly away
All our joys, we can carry them, and leave the world today
Wanna be like Elijah, with his stallions of mighty flames
And we'll climb into the sky, where the clouds drift and roam
Hear the birds pass us by telling stories of their own
As the universe arrives, like a footstool to your throne
And we'll go home
Written by: Brogan Gaskill
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