Chorus
It's harvest time in every tribe
In every land and nation Lord
It's time to lift your standard Lord
Let your banner be unfurled
To see you move in power Lord
In every situation
And use these yielding vessels Lord
To usher in your Harvest
All around the world
Verse 1
As the many fruits of autumn,from their laden branches fall
We are the labourers in your vineyard,answering your call
In a world so full of sadness,sorrow hate and sin
You offer hope and joy and gladness,true fufilment from within
Chorus
Verse 2
Now the harvest can be gathered,from the seeds that you have sown
In a soil that was once barren,Lord a healthy crop has grown
In every land and nation Lord,the story reads the same
Throughout all of creation,more and more they seek your name
Chorus
repeat 1st verse and end
Copyright Derek McCorkell 2002
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