Water to wine

Wintertime, I’ve waited so long
All the earth’s beginning to thaw
The water is turning to wine
He’s coming again for his bride

Mountain stream has started to flow
Oak and apple shed off their snow
And all of the creatures arise
The sun is beginning to shine

In the grass the lilies have grown
Just to see him when he comes home
When all of his children will sing
Praises for the glorious king

Wintertime I’ve waited so long
All the earth’s beginning to thaw
The water is turning to wine
He’s coming again for his bride