The Imperials — Lord of the Harvest

See the fields Ripe and white as snow Up from the seeds of faith We planted long ago So many the hearts in season With every prayer they've grown He has made them ready But we must bring them home Lord of the harvest Place Your fire in me Servant You need now Servant I will be Give me the eyes of Your Spirit Your heart of compassion to know Lord of the harvest Show me where to go Time like a free wind So quickly slips away Too soon today is tomorrow Too soon a yesterday So little time for the reaping And laborers are few Lift your head to the fields of white The work that we must do Lord of the harvest Place Your fire in me Servant You need now Servant I will be Give me the eyes of Your Spirit Your heart of compassion to know Wherever You may lead me Lord of the harvest, I'll go Lord of the harvest Place Your fire in me Servant You need now Servant I will be Give me the eyes of Your Spirit Your heart of compassion to know Wherever You may lead me Lord of the harvest, I'll go Lord of the harvest, I'll go See the fields