Luyện nghe bài hát The Harvest

The valley is wide and the are deep
For a harvest is ready of that to reap
before grabbed a sickle to shear
But their days past and your time is near
So to me
and my words see
The will tell you
we are foolish
My words are not of flesh and blood
My words are not of flesh and blood
There is a famine of truth and
So we must forward, forget what's behind
But still we go and advance His Word
But we must go

We go now!
We go now!
No back we press on
No looking we press on to the kingdom of God

Have our hands worked the for Your glory?
Or have our tongues spoken of Your
Have our feet seen the in the labor?
Or we wandered off and wavered?

Racing the clock with our selfish
Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the spent
Have the stalks the blade of your sheer?
And will you labor and for your rest, rest is near?

If only I can see things Your eyes
Ignite in me a flame
Forsaken life I count it as for the sake of the cross
Before the sun down

the coming of night
One will have I, and testament I observe
One will have I, and I will
I serve

Have our hearts felt the anguish of
Or worked the tiling broken soil?
our eyes seen the joy in the reaping?
Or have we from our work with our sleeping?

Racing the clock with our selfish
Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day's
Have the seen the blade of your sheer?
And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is

If only I can see things Your eyes
Ignite in me a burning
Forsaken life I count it as loss for the sake of the
the sun goes down

My family as one
The time is ever nearing as losing daylight
So listen to me and heed my see
The world will tell you that we are
Hear you now the voice it calls
you now the Master's voice it calls

The is plenty, the workers are few!