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letra de harvest hymn - jeremiah ingalls

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the fields are all white, the harvest is near
the reapers all with their sharp sickles appear
to reap down their wheat, and gather in barns
while wild plants of nature are left for to burn

come then, o my soul and think on that day
when all things in nature shall cease and decay;
the trumpet shall sound, the angels appear
to reap down the earth, both the wheat and the tare

but hear the sad cry ascending the sky
of those in distress that have no where to fly;
they call for the rocks and mountains to fall
upon their poor souls, for to hide them from thrall

’twill all be in vain, the mountains must flee
the rocks fly like hailstones, and shall no more be;
the earth it shall shake, the seas shall retire
and this solid world will then be all on fire

then, o wretched mortals, look up and spy
the glorious redeemer descending the sky
on chariots of fire to earth he is bound
with guards of bright angels attending him down

but hear the kind judge, that great day alarms
first gather my children all into my arms
that seven last plagues be poured out on those
who’ve blasphemed my name, and my saints have opposed
come hither ye tribes, your sentence receive
no longer my spirit shall strive and be grieved
my judgment is right, my sentence is just
come hither ye blest, but depart all ye cursed

o! sinners take thought, and seek ye the lord
i have not been jesting, it is christ’s own word
that those who’ve done good in glory shall stand
while those who’ve done evil shall surely be d-mned

so farewell, i leave you, pondering your way
the lord seal instruction to what i now say
your souls to god’s throne be poured out in prayer
that you be prepared to meet christ in the air

- jeremiah ingalls

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