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A Vision Of Heavenly Worship

I saw there, Golden wheat fields
Resplendent in the sun
And as the Spirit moved on them
They seemed to move as one

The fields went on forever
As far as the eye could see
They rolled like the waves of the ocean wide
Upon a golden sea

But as I looked yet closer
These stocks of wheat were saints
They worshiped unashamedly
For there were no restraints

The wind of the Spirit blew on them
And there they moved as one
Giving glory to the King of Kings
Rejoicing in the Son

They sang the song of Moses there
And glory to the Lamb
Upon a swaying glassy sea
And in that sea I swam

This sea it was eternal
It gathered round the throne
And each and every one of us
Would never be alone

Now the wheat fields sway majestically
Moving gently in the breeze
And they will sway forevermore
Like the waves of eternal seas

Now We were one as He is one
We were one in the Spirit true
And it all began when we were born
When we were born anew

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