Album: Sound of War
You ride upon the cherubim,
You ride upon the wings of the wind
You make the clouds Your chariot,
You make Your angels flames of fire
Upon a throne of glory You ride
Its wheels are a burning fire
In Your glory and Your majesty ride
Your eyes are a burning fire
Youʼre enthroned above the cherubim,
The seraphim cry, 'holy, holy is the Lord'
And I heard as it were in the sound of their wings like many waters
Like the voice of God Almighty above when the heavens thunder
And I saw as it were a wheel within a wheel on the earth below
And wherever the Spirit wants to go that's where they go
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