Luyện nghe bài hát Harvest

Christian fellow rise your bed
Scrape off the mould thats on your head.
Life your quaking, small frame and stand.
Out there, there is a field of man.

Tip toe and look through the
in the four walls you build around
to take down the gloves from off your shelf
Speak now the Lord you'll meet
in the sky the sun slowly sets
Like a stone down into the sand.
Out there, there is a harvest of man.

that divided tongue oh Lord,
and that split needs healing on their tongue.
them say you the Lord the G-d thats one.
Our dear Master overtime.
Yes, its worth you over the line.
Theres a great big out there in the land
Out there, is a harvest field of man.

Time to take the in hand
Oh my don't be shy
I see a destroying storm through the sky.