4 August 2026
Under the open sky — of heaven's Superdome
I believe the four horsemen will ride the sky
Their evil shadows rest upon the horizon
I've read of those who race, but I don't know why
Why — these dark riders spur the hate
Of your Superdome
Yet, I sense a Revelation coming
That a storm is racing home
Under the open sky —
Of heaven's Superdome
Of heaven's Superdome
Lord let...
Your hope tag me way past the end zone
Let divots of holy truth
Go deep in my heart to know
That when I race from those who harm
— I never run alone
Under the sky of your Superdome
Angels filling the bleachers
Listening to believers
Praying for a sign
Angels asking of the great Teacher
Is it time...
To ready our spirits to enter
The shelter of your home
To weather the coming storm
Safe inside your Superdome
Lord let...
Your hope tag us way past the end zone
Let divots of holy truth
Go deep in each heart to know
That when they race from those who harm
— We never run alone
Under the sky of your Superdome
Under the open sky —
Of heaven's Superdome
Of heaven's Superdome
© 2026 John Osinga. All rights reserved. St. Thomas, Ontario, Canada.as, Ontario, Canada.
A note from the lyricist
Gospel | Yearning | Hopeful --- This is a liturgical song. The lyric is built the way a service is built: the words come round again, and what changes isn't the words but who's saying them. Nothing resolves. It holds a moment open and widens the circle standing in it.