IN His Field of Light, We workers mid day, rest and break Bread and Drink Wine.

We REJOICE, Thinking of Him we Love TO Serve, His Presence OUR Reward,We Sing. The Hands of Christ His Body GATHER the Grapes of SWEET Righteousness, His Feet TREAD the fruit of water INTO Wine. Breathren IN His Body, REJOICE WITH Christ His Body,Bride,Rejoice, Sing. For the Bridegroom HAS FINISHED His Work for OUR Father. LIKE Isaiah My Servant, remove the sack cloth of disobedience,take off the shoes of flesh, and Walk BAREFOOT,NAKED of the garment of disobedience. The Lamb Prepared,the Table Prepared for those hungering FOR Bread AND Wine. And His Watchmen, by Head, Eyes of their Head SHALL Cry out WHAT they See. A Chari ot of the Lion of Judah to tear down the tower of pride from foundation. This world shall reel to and fro and BE Removed. Every thing of darkness gone Swallowed by the Light. The Body of Christ shall Remain by, IN Union with Head.