Ryan Delmore and Chris Beland and Shawn Clark - Lord of the Harvest

Bring in the poor and the needy For theirs is the kingdom of God
The injured the sick and the weary
Bond up their wounds with His love
Their souls have been called by the Master
They too are the chosen ones
Go into the highways and byways to tell them
The day of salvation has come

Tell of His wondrous mercy
Tell of His wondrous grace
Speak boldly the name of our Healer
Stand up and not be afraid
It's the power of God that lives in you
And will give you the words you should say
Bravely proclaim the gospel
Souls languish outside of the gate

Lord of the harvest we ask
Send forth Your workers to harvest the land
I am Yours if You want to use me
I'll take the plow You place in my hand
And these days and these hours I'm living
Oh Lord I'll do what You ask
The field is all white
I lift up my eyes
O Lord of the harvest

There are wolves in sheep clothing who stand
Outside the walls and inside the church
Deceiving so many who enter
In God's name they wound and they hurt
Water down the truth with their message
On their heads they bring down a curse
Remember the words of our Savior
The first shall be last and the last shall be first

Written by:
Chris Beland

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