Luyện nghe bài hát Harvest

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

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

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

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