Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Harvest, artist - Wolves At The Gate. Album song Captors, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 31.12.2011
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
The Harvest |
| The valley is wide and the canyons are deep |
| For a harvest is ready of that which to reap |
| Many before grabbed a sickle to shear |
| But their days have past and your time is near |
| So listen to me and heed my words see |
| The world will tell you |
| that we are foolish |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood |
| There is a famine of truth and love |
| So we must press forward, forget what’s behind |
| But still we must go and advance His Word |
| But still we must go We must go now! |
| We must go now! |
| No looking back we press on No looking back we press on to the kingdom of God |
| Have our hands worked the fields for Your glory? |
| Or have our tongues spoken of Your story? |
| Have our feet seen the pain in the labor? |
| Or have we wandered off and wavered? |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day’s spent |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? |
| If only I can see things through Your eyes |
| Ignite in me a burning flame |
| Forsaken life I count it as loss for the sake of the cross |
| Before the sun goes down |
| Before the coming of night |
| One will have I, and testament I will observe |
| One will have I, and testament I will |
| I will serve |
| Have our hearts felt the anguish of toil? |
| Or worked the ground tiling broken soil? |
| Have our eyes seen the joy in the reaping? |
| Or have we shied from our work with our sleeping? |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day’s spent |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? |
| If only I can see things through Your eyes |
| Ignite in me a burning flame |
| Forsaken life I count it as loss for the sake of the cross |
| Before the sun goes down |
| My family as one unite |
| The time is ever nearing as we’re losing daylight |
| So listen to me and heed my words see |
| The world will tell you that we are foolish |
| Hear you now the Master’s voice it calls |
| Hear you now the Master’s voice it calls |
| «The harvest is plenty, the workers are few!» |