You are my blessed Redeemer
who manifests your sons in glory
who gives them power
to become your sons
Lord baptize us with Your fire
make us gleaners in Your field
so we can go rejoicing in confidence
yes, dancing and singing
in the fields ripe unto harvest
Look! how they bow their heads
with willing hearts
Your glory, Lord, is revealed to them
Therefore shall the harvest come in
Our only labor, a labor of love
Your love, Lord
"Who are these"? the religious ask
"Those who are dancing in the fields?
Shouldn't they be laboring to bring
it in?"
Who are they?
Those who are singing sweet songs
of rest.
They toil not in their labor.
"Look! See!"
Myriads of angels are coming
Spirits of fire! to redeem the harvest
A great harvest!
What's this?
There's a burning, but the fields are
not consumed!
Who are these who go dancing in the
flames with One who looks like the Son
of the Living God?
SHI SHI A LUM A TI
TO IS A MA A CA LA DI
SHU EE A CAS A DO
CAL LA CHRIS TO SHA NA OOH
"Glory to God in the highest!"
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