The Harvest Is Here
The Harvest Is Here
Have you Heard
But where oh where
Are the workers to be found
There is an abundance for all
A supply that will never run out
Why want you come
Gas to high , car tire flat
We got many excuses
I got some if you need them
But my friend we have the easy part
For all the phophets before Jesus
Done all the hard work
Then Jesus came to fulfill
He never quits working
For He put everything together
That we might just come
As we are anytime He does not judge
He will show up at your door
I would open it and have a talk
Before you are knocking on His door
And says I don't know you
I came by many times and thought
The house was vacant
The Harvest is the spirit of God
That has been made available
Through the death of Christ
Since Pentacost we where given a way
To all come together in spirit and truth
But why so few will seek
It will make sense of all the chaos
Of this wicked generation we live in
The trumpet will sound
And the battle will begin
If you will allow the spirit to dwell within
The peace, joy ,comfort and love
Not of this world
To allow the spirit to clean us up
You will have to change
Alot of those old habits
Lose friends for there own good
To see the work in you
Throw away some of those CDs
There are many places evil enters in this time
Jesus I know I am no good
Please show me the evil as it comes
And inherit this new mind and spirit being
To fight off all darkness that comes my way
For by man alone it is impossible
To enter His kingdom
Love you all
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