| Song | The Harvest |
| Artist | Wolves At The Gate |
| Album | Captors |
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| The valley is wide and the canyons are deep | |
| For a harvest is ready of that which to reap | |
| Many before grabbed a sickle to shear | |
| But their days have past and your time is near | |
| So listen to meand heed my words see | |
| The world will tell youthat we are foolish | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| There is a famine of truth and love | |
| So we must press forward, forget what's behind | |
| But still we must go and advance | |
| His WordBut still we must go | |
| We must go now! | |
| We must go now! | |
| No looking back we press on | |
| No looking back we press on to the kingdom of | |
| GodHave our hands worked the fields for | |
| Your glory? | |
| Or have our tongues spoken of | |
| Your story? | |
| Have our feet seen the pain in the labor? | |
| Or have we wandered off and wavered? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day's spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| Before the coming of night | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I will observe | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I willI will serve | |
| Have our hearts felt the anguish of toil? | |
| Or worked the ground tiling broken soil? | |
| Have our eyes seen the joy in the reaping? | |
| Or have we shied from our work with our sleeping? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day's spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| My family as one unite | |
| The time is ever nearing as we're losing daylight | |
| So listen to me and heed my words see | |
| The world will tell you that we are foolish | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master's voice it calls | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master's voice it calls“ | |
| The harvest is plenty, the workers are few!” |
| The valley is wide and the canyons are deep | |
| For a harvest is ready of that which to reap | |
| Many before grabbed a sickle to shear | |
| But their days have past and your time is near | |
| So listen to meand heed my words see | |
| The world will tell youthat we are foolish | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| There is a famine of truth and love | |
| So we must press forward, forget what' s behind | |
| But still we must go and advance | |
| His WordBut still we must go | |
| We must go now! | |
| We must go now! | |
| No looking back we press on | |
| No looking back we press on to the kingdom of | |
| GodHave our hands worked the fields for | |
| Your glory? | |
| Or have our tongues spoken of | |
| Your story? | |
| Have our feet seen the pain in the labor? | |
| Or have we wandered off and wavered? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day' s spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| Before the coming of night | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I will observe | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I willI will serve | |
| Have our hearts felt the anguish of toil? | |
| Or worked the ground tiling broken soil? | |
| Have our eyes seen the joy in the reaping? | |
| Or have we shied from our work with our sleeping? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day' s spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| My family as one unite | |
| The time is ever nearing as we' re losing daylight | |
| So listen to me and heed my words see | |
| The world will tell you that we are foolish | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master' s voice it calls | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master' s voice it calls" | |
| The harvest is plenty, the workers are few!" |
| The valley is wide and the canyons are deep | |
| For a harvest is ready of that which to reap | |
| Many before grabbed a sickle to shear | |
| But their days have past and your time is near | |
| So listen to meand heed my words see | |
| The world will tell youthat we are foolish | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| My words are not of simple flesh and blood | |
| There is a famine of truth and love | |
| So we must press forward, forget what' s behind | |
| But still we must go and advance | |
| His WordBut still we must go | |
| We must go now! | |
| We must go now! | |
| No looking back we press on | |
| No looking back we press on to the kingdom of | |
| GodHave our hands worked the fields for | |
| Your glory? | |
| Or have our tongues spoken of | |
| Your story? | |
| Have our feet seen the pain in the labor? | |
| Or have we wandered off and wavered? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day' s spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| Before the coming of night | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I will observe | |
| One will have | |
| I, and testament | |
| I willI will serve | |
| Have our hearts felt the anguish of toil? | |
| Or worked the ground tiling broken soil? | |
| Have our eyes seen the joy in the reaping? | |
| Or have we shied from our work with our sleeping? | |
| Racing the clock with our selfish involvement | |
| Pacing our walk till the sun falls, the day' s spent | |
| Have the stalks seen the blade of your sheer? | |
| And will you labor and work for your rest, rest is near? | |
| If only I can see things through | |
| Your eyesIgnite in me a burning flame | |
| Forsaken life | |
| I count it as loss for the sake of the cross | |
| Before the sun goes down | |
| My family as one unite | |
| The time is ever nearing as we' re losing daylight | |
| So listen to me and heed my words see | |
| The world will tell you that we are foolish | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master' s voice it calls | |
| Hear you now the | |
| Master' s voice it calls" | |
| The harvest is plenty, the workers are few!" |