This is a picture
A picture of Jesus dancing over us
White robe, gold crown
Beauty, beauty all around
Golden sweetness falling off of Him
Like water vapor off a cascade
He sings and gives us quite a parade
With angelic beings and creatures never before seen
We don’t know what it all can be, what it all can mean
All we know is we are in the throes of His dance
And life is nothing less than to dwell, to bask
In the honey of His glory
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