Glen Campbell "Come Harvest" |
Planted by God in a field without worth We are but seeds in His eyes So He nurtures with grace and His hands work the earth That His fruit may be sanctified come harvest time. Come harvest time what thanksgiving we will show When the plowman brings freedom from the earth here below Come harvest time, oh, what joy will be known When He gathers the souls of the seeds He has sown. So when doubt dries the land or the cold war winds blow When the floods of indiff'ence rise Oh, the roots that faith grew will keep us strong 'Til our last sunset leaves the sky come harvest time. Come harvest time what thanksgiving we will show When the plowman brings freedom from the earth here below Come harvest time, oh, what joy will be known When He gathers the souls of the seeds He has sown... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |