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Come
Labor With Me
Come
labor with me __ it’s harvest time.
The seasons are growing shorter day by day.
Storm clouds are hovering on the horizon
Time is short__ come labor with me today.
Come
__ take the hand of the weary one
Reach with compassion __ hand them a flower.
Carry their cross, feel their pain and taste their tears.
Oh Father, help us to see the urgency of the hour.
Come,
Come labor with me __ millions are dying
Will who upon their blood be __ Will it be me?
Will it be you? Who? The hour is late
Fields are white unto harvest__ come labor with me.
Night
is coming __ darkness is fast approaching.
Work while it is yet day__ for all will cease
And the time of reaping will have passed.
Souls are ripe__ come glean with me every precious one.
Evening
shadows are beginning to appear.
Chilling night air is settling over a far spent day.
Hurry __ gather with intensity __millions will be lost
Shut off from God. Come
labor with me this day.
It’s
harvest time __The fields are ripe.
Do you understand? It is harvest time.
Jesus is waiting for you and me.
To come labor for Him __now is the time.
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