Текст песни These Fields

Mine eyes have often seen the glory The presence of no ordinary man My mouth can't help but tell the story And try to help you understand CHORUS These fields they sing out to praise You An offering of love upon the plains The mountains, they will turn to face You And tremble at the whisper of Your name Your name I saw him trampling on the vintage Where the fruit of wrath had once been set apart No matter how you guard the entrance He's gonna steal into your heart CHORUS I once was lost among the dancers I was caught up in the Chorus of the song Now I'm full in love with He who holds the answers And His truth is marching on CHORUS