Fields of Glory

So beautiful the wordless entries in my mind.

Melodies spoken, recorded indeed

From the very beginning of time.

Looking out from the mountain tops

His Glory Divine

Worship The King for you and for mine.

Struggles below seeking comfort and joy

Efforts put forth to manhood from boy.

Seek ye now the Kingdom of God

Run along now old soldier

Run from the fields, fields of blood

Where you had trod.

Leaving no sign of the ghosts that are past

Seeking the solicitude, now and forever

The end of fighting at last.

Glory Glory Hallelujah you cry

The suffering has ended

It’s done where you lie.

Lift up your head oh creatures large and small

To welcome The King, yes The King

The King of us all.

~ by Vinnie on October 15, 2018.

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