歌曲 | The Harvest |
歌手 | Wolves At The Gate |
专辑 | Captors |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 meand heed my words see | |
The world will tell youthat 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 WordBut 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 | |
GodHave 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 eyesIgnite 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 willI 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 eyesIgnite 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!” |
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 meand heed my words see | |
The world will tell youthat 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 WordBut 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 | |
GodHave 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 eyesIgnite 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 willI 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 eyesIgnite 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!" |
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 meand heed my words see | |
The world will tell youthat 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 WordBut 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 | |
GodHave 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 eyesIgnite 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 willI 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 eyesIgnite 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!" |