The Faithful
by Kim Bond
We swim in the fountain spring,
Hear the harmonious choir sing,
His radiant face ne'er grows dim,
In the fountain spring, we swim.
We ascend to a mountain peak,
With His rod and His sheep,
Gravity seems to suspend,
To a mountain peak, we ascend.
We leap into a haystack,
Freefall and don't look back,
Sit among tares and wheat,
Into a haystack, we leap.
by Kim Bond
We swim in the fountain spring,
Hear the harmonious choir sing,
His radiant face ne'er grows dim,
In the fountain spring, we swim.
We ascend to a mountain peak,
With His rod and His sheep,
Gravity seems to suspend,
To a mountain peak, we ascend.
We leap into a haystack,
Freefall and don't look back,
Sit among tares and wheat,
Into a haystack, we leap.