bones, bones, bones (ezekiel in the valley) - golden gate quartet lyrics

ezekiel saw the wheel, way up in the middle of the air,
ezekiel saw the wheel, way in the middle of the air,
the big wheel run by faith, little wheel run by the grace of god
wheel within a wheel, ‘way in the middle of the air,
wheel, wheel, wheel, wheel in the middle of the air.
wheel, wheel, wheel, wheel in the middle of the air.