Luyện nghe bài hát Harvest

Christian rise from your bed
Scrape off the 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 build around
Time to take the gloves from off your shelf
Speak now about the Lord meet
There in the sky the sun slowly
Like a stone into the quick sand.
Out there, there is a field of man.

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

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