Full Lyrics
VERSE 1
Fields full of flowers and woods full of pine,
And the waters clear and blue.
Every bird that is winging through the sky overhead
Lift our hearts to thoughts of you God of hosts,
They lift their hearts to you.
CHORUS
All of the heavens and all of the earth
Will praise the Holy of Holies.
VERSE 2
Who will go up to the mountain of God,
Who will see His Holy face?
Everyone who is pure of heart and set in the right.
They will see the Holy Face of the Lord,
They'll see His Holy Face.
VERSE 3
Lift up your hearts O ye Ancient doors
Open up ye gates and ring
For the Lord who is God of all has come to your doors.
Let us songs of glory sing to the Lord,
O Lord of Hosts our King.
