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.