Intro — three wooden knocks; wind over low drums] Lantern Keepers—gather close. The rain came down. The deep broke open. But the ark kept moving. Trailblazers… [Verse 1 — deep, raspy male lead] The ground gave way, the black sky split, The flood rose high, but the ark stayed lit. Noah kept building while the world said “no,” One plank, one prayer, through the undertow. Eight souls carried where the wild waves rolled, A door shut tight while the storm took hold. Peter remembers the preacher of right, Kept through the waters into morning light. [Pre-Chorus — female response enters] When the old ground vanished from view, God kept a promise and carried them through. The rain let go, the new earth showed— A bow in the clouds, a road to go. [Chorus — full drums, gang responses] Noah, the eighth—through the flood, through the flame, Out of the old world, the dawn called his name. Seven days run; then the first light breaks— God brings life through what the storm can take. We don’t fear the waters; our hope holds fast, Christ went down to the grave and rose at last. Lanterns up when the night runs long— Trailblazers rise. We’re still moving on. [Verse 2 — rhythmic, raspy male lead] On the eighth day, the covenant sign, A child marked in promise, set apart in time. Seven sons passed; the shepherd came in, David from the field where the sheep had been. Oil on his head, though the throne stood far, God saw the king before the world saw a star. Not every number tells us hidden fate— But Scripture leaves patterns worth sitting with, weight by weight. [Pre-Chorus — female response] When the last day fades from view, God keeps calling the faithful through. The stone rolled back, the grave let go— First day dawned, and the new world rose. [Chorus] Noah, the eighth—through the flood, through the flame, Out of the old world, the dawn called his name. Seven days run; then the first light breaks— God brings life through what the storm can take. We don’t fear the waters; our hope holds fast, Christ went down to the grave and rose at last. Lanterns up when the night runs long— Trailblazers rise. We’re still moving on. [Bridge — beat drops to heartbeat drum and flute] Peter saw the flood and spoke of baptism, Not water as magic, not a ritual spell— A conscience turned toward the living God, Through Jesus risen, who broke death’s hold. The ark bore eight through the deep and the rain; Christ brings the dead-hearted back to life again. From the waters, from the grave, from the night— We come up changed by the Resurrection light. [Build — female response, then lead] Lead: Who holds the lantern? Response: We carry the light. Lead: Who leads the way? Response: The Lord through the night. Lead: What rose from the waters? Response: A world made new. Both: One Love. One Family. One Journey through. [Final Chorus — biggest drums, layered vocals] Noah, the eighth—through the flood, through the flame, Out of the old world, the dawn called his name. Seven days run; then the first light breaks— God brings life through what the storm can take. We don’t fear the waters; our hope holds fast, Christ went down to the grave and rose at last. Lanterns up when the night runs long— Trailblazers rise. We’re still moving on. [Outro — drums fade; three knocks echo] Through the deep. Into the dawn. The old has passed. The Lord leads on. Trailblazers.
