[Intro] I brought the best one that I had. I brought it to the door. [Verse 1] I picked him out of the morning flock, a male without a flaw, and walked him to the tent of meeting through the smoke and the trodden straw. I laid my hand upon his head and leaned with all my weight. The priests threw blood around the altar and the fire didn't wait. [Pre-Chorus] My neighbour had no flock to bring. He carried in a dove. The same fire took it, the same sweet smoke went up to the LORD above. [Chorus] Salt of the covenant, white on the grain. The fire takes the offering. The salt will remain. It doesn't spoil and it doesn't lie. He keeps what He promised when the smoke goes high. [Verse 2] My wife sat up and sifted flour until it ran like sand. She poured the oil, she laid the incense, she salted it by hand. No leaven and no honey, nothing sweet and nothing to rise. The priest took up one handful and burned it before our eyes. [Chorus] Salt of the covenant, white on the grain. The fire takes the offering. The salt will remain. It doesn't spoil and it doesn't lie. He keeps what He promised when the smoke goes high. [Verse 3] Last came the peace offering, the one we got to share. The fat went up, the kidneys too, the LORD's own portion there. We ate no fat, we ate no blood, He'd said it plain and clear, and then we sat and ate the rest with the whole house gathered near. [Bridge] My father said that salt is how the old ones sealed a vow. You eat my salt, you share my bread, you can't break it now. So everything I bring to Him goes salted to the flame. It says the promise holds both ways. It says we bear His name. [Final Chorus] Salt of the covenant, white on the grain. The fire takes the offering. The salt will remain. It doesn't spoil and it doesn't lie. He keeps what He promised when the smoke goes high. The smoke goes up. The salt stays down. The salt will remain.