Wine on the lees

A feast of fat things

 

Of wine on the lees

 

Full of marrow 

 

Well refined 

 

Unworldly 

 

Divine 

 

Remove the covering 

 

Cast over the people 

 

Veiling the nations 

 

Exalting the steeple 

 

Wipe away tears from all faces 

 

Swallow up death 

 

Leave no traces. 

 

When the rebuke is taken 

 

His people will say 

 

This is our God 

 

It is Him who has saved. 

 

We waited for Him

 

He wasn't slow 

 

In His mountain his people will know

 

The hand of the Lord that gave them rest 

 

Made their enemies a dunghill when put to the test.

 

Stretch out your hands swim right through 

 

Bring down pride and the spoils of its hands

 

Cleanse the earth and all of its lands

 

Bring the high walls down and grind them to dust

 

In His promises you can trust.