Harvest time
Verse
See the grain yellow in the field, the setting sun shines down to revea
Night's closing in and it's harvest tim
Pick up your sickle don't hesitate, if we delay we're sure to be lat
The clock keeps ticking and we're behin
It's harvest tim
Choru
Can't you hear the many voices crying
No hope, no God, they're dying in si
We can't afford to stop our preachin
On the other hand we can't stop reaching out for the
We must bring them i
Verse I
There are those out there and they are searching, no joy, no peace and they are hurtin
We must bring them in, it's harvest tim
We have the message of hope and mercy, the well of grace still flows for the thirst
The sun is going down and it's harvest tim