It's Harvest Time

It's Harvest time, man gathers nature's bounty in,

The graineries are full, they have filled every bin.

The fruit is plentious, full and ripened too,

God has provided good things for me and for you.

We work hard to harvest the bounty of the grain,

We gather in all the fruits so that nothing will remain.

I think of the Harvest if lost souls that we need to reap,

If we don't reach lost souls, in hell they will mourn and weep.

Time is now fleeting, the day to work is almost done,

We must reap the Harvest before the setting of the sun.

Souls of men are dying, they need someone to care,

And bring God's salvation to lost men everywhere.

Don't let God's Harvest go to waste,

The time is urgent, we must work with haste.

It's Harvest time, friend don't delay,

Reach the lost Harvest while now you may!

The grain is slowly falling,

The Saviour is calling,

It's Harvest time, it's harvest time today,

Reap the golden grain, show lost men the way.

by Newell C. McMahan

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