Words and Music by Unknown
"Therefore said he unto them, The harvest truly is great, but the labourers are few:
pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth labourers into his harvest."
It's harvest time, harvest time.
The Savior's calling, the grain is falling,
Oh, do not wait, it's growing late.
Behold, the fields are white,
It's harvest time.
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