[Processional Chant] Exile had a river and the river had a sky, Wheels within wheels, eyes around the rim, The heavens opened where no temple stood nearby. The spirit in the living was the spirit within them. [Verse 1] Storm from the north, fire folded into flame, Four living bearers moved straight at the command. No turning aside, no wandering course, [Bridge] Lightning ran forward from an unseen source. Above crystal thunder rose sapphire like a throne, [Chorus] Wheels within wheels, eyes around the rim, The spirit in the living was the spirit within them. A likeness in the brightness no sculptor could have known. A rainbow held fire without making it small, [Verse 2] Glory found the captive by the foreign canal. The priest had no altar, yet the Presence came near, He fell on his face where heaven entered exile. [Final Chorus] Wheels within wheels, eyes around the rim, The spirit in the living was the spirit within them. A rainbow held fire without making it small, He fell on his face where heaven entered exile.