O Harvester
[Verse 1]
It is the darkest hour
The time has passed away
No more will the sky be blue
It is the end of days
Out among the field
My hands are cracked and bruised
I feel the falling rain
I hear the thunder boom
[Pre-Chorus]
I feel a change coming
I hear the distant rumbling
I feel the earth shake
The heavens are about to break
[Chorus]
O Harvester, I beg thee come
And reap what you have sown
The time is near, the hour is herе
So, save us from our woe
Gather up thе last good fruit
And curse this rotted tree
Jesus, come, and pluck us up
And burn these wicked weeds
Burn them, burn them down
[Verse 2]
Ahead is the hardest part
I know it's my part to play
And though, I will suffer much
The tears will be wiped away
A fool builds his house on the sand
And drinks from the tainted sea
The smell of death is strong
And the smoke makes it hard to see
[Pre-Chorus]
I feel a change coming
I hear the distant rumbling
I feel the earth shake
The heavens are about to break
[Chorus]
O Harvester, I beg thee come
And reap what you have sown
(Reap what you have sown)
The time is near, the hour is here
So, save us from our woe
(Save us from our woe)
Gather up the last good fruit
And curse this rotted tree
(Curse this rotted tree)
Jesus, come, and pluck us up
And burn these wicked weeds
(Burn these wicked weeds)
Burn them, burn them down
[Outro]
O Harvester, I beg thee come
And reap what you have sown
The time is near, the hour is here
So, save us from our woe
Gather up the last good fruit
And curse this rotted tree
Jesus, come, and pluck us up
And burn these wicked weeds
O Harvester, I beg thee come
And reap what you have sown
The time is near, the hour is here
So, save us from our woe
Gather up the last good fruit
And curse this rotted tree
Jesus, come, and pluck us up
And burn these wicked weeds
Burn them, burn them down