Footstool of the Earth (O Escabelo de Deus Mix)

[INTRO — single acoustic guitar; slow fingerpicking in Drop D; warm analog reverb; faint ambient pad underneath; vocals low, breathy, and intimate] A throne above the sky A footstool made of dust I tremble in the silence Where Your glory meets my rust The heavens cannot hold You Yet You look on me with grace A God who shapes the cosmos Still sees the lowly place [VERSE 1 — acoustic guitar strumming with soft palm‑mutes; subtle bass drone; Phil Cavalera vocal tone: gravelly, reverent, restrained power] The mountains shake before You The oceans bow in fear Creation sings Your presence But You choose to draw me near My pride dissolves to ashes My strength becomes undone For who can stand before You When You rise like the sun [PRE‑CHORUS — guitar arpeggios; faint slide guitar harmonics; vocals rise slightly, raspy but melodic] I feel the weight of heaven Press gently on my chest You dwell beyond the cosmos Yet You hear the faint confessed [CHORUS — full acoustic strum; layered clean harmonies; Phil’s voice raw and emotional; subtle tambourine hit every other measure] Heaven is Your throne Earth beneath Your feet Yet You look with mercy On the broken and the weak I fall before Your glory A trembling soul laid bare The One who rules creation Still meets me in my prayer [VERSE 2 — stripped back again; single guitar; low hum of bass; vocals softer, almost whispered] The stars obey Your whisper The galaxies Your hand Yet You bend to hear the heartbeat Of a fragile, sinful man My spirit shakes in reverence My bones remember dust But You lift the contrite upward And teach the proud to trust [PRE‑CHORUS — same as before, but quieter; slide guitar echoes Phil’s vocal phrasing] [CHORUS — full acoustic bloom; harmonies layered; Phil’s voice raspy, trembling, heartfelt] [BRIDGE — guitar slows; ambient pad swells; Phil’s voice drops to near‑spoken tone; faint background harmonies like distant choir] What house could ever hold You What temple could contain The God who forged the starlight And calls the humble by name I tremble in the quiet Where Your holiness draws near A whisper in the darkness Says “Child, I see you here.” [FINAL CHORUS — full strum; layered harmonies; Phil’s voice breaking with emotion; tambourine and soft kick drum join] Heaven is Your throne Earth beneath Your feet Yet You look with mercy On the broken and the weak I fall before Your glory A trembling soul laid bare The One who rules creation Still meets me in my prayer [OUTRO — single acoustic guitar; fading reverb; Phil’s voice trails off into silence] Dust beneath Your footstool Heart beneath Your gaze I tremble in the silence Where eternity meets days