The Fruit of the Vine is that of Wine
Colleen Livingston
Orchards amazed of glorious splendor
Lord God, Your sons, have now surrendered
Nations upon nations bow down to Your name
King of the Jews! They loudly proclaim.
October they laugh, they scoff, and they mock
But look out remember it’s soon 12 o’clock
Arise all you nations! Arise now in time!
Soon we’ll remember as we drink down the wine
The nations will squawk as the witnesses speak
But those who are wise will humble and greet
Arise all you nations! Arise it’s the time!
A fifth of the vodka no longer will shine
Sobering up at awakening gasps
The world as we know it will soon but pass
Be strong now beloved
Be strong in the Lord
It’s you that He died for
For you He did pour
His blood is remembered
We drink it and sigh
Remembering sweetly
His love not denied
Good come overcomers
Give strength to the weak
Remember to always turn other cheek
Express now His love
Our time soon will pass
As we drink of the vine
And lift Him our glass
Orchards upon orchards
Will call on His Name
The End it is Coming!
Now Loudly Proclaim!
Multitudes! Multitudes!
Drink of the vine
Remembering sweetly
It is our time.
