The Human Harvest
Like bringing in those new crops of grain
and not allowing it to be destroyed by excessive rain
telling people what He has done for me is a hard chore.
I didn't know that getting saved would have so much in store
for a girl I thought was completely ordinary.
But helping in His "holy harvest" can bring me glee.
Planting the "Seed" of His Word is what comes first
and then you must water them with kindness before the "crop" dies of thirst.
Then through your testimony you will see true "growth"
and praise the "God of the Harvest" for all He's worth!
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