Ross Parsley — Lord of the Harvest tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Lord of the Harvest", wykonawca: Ross Parsley.
Tekst piosenki
In every nation
In the farthest comes
Of the World
Shatter the darkness
Let your truth be known
Gather the nations to bow
At Your throne
Lord of the Harvest
The fields are ripe for harvest
But the labourers are few
Father send Your workers
Those with hearts for You
Out into your vineyard
Weeping as they go
Help them reap a mighty
Harvest of souls
Some of us will water
Others plant the seed
Some of us will battle
In the heavenlies
None of us take glory
For those who find the truth
Jesus their praises
Are waiting for You
Lord of the Harvest
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
In every nation
In the farthest comes
Świata
Shatter the darkness
Let your truth be known
Zbierz narody, by się pokłonić.
At Your throne
Lord of The Harvest
Pola są Dojrzałe do zbiorów
Ale robotników jest niewielu.
Ojcze, Wyślij swoich pracowników.
Ci z sercami dla Ciebie
Out into your vineyard
Weeping as they go
Pomóż im zebrać potężnych
Harvest of souls
"Some of us will water"
Inni sieją nasiona
Niektórzy z nas będą walczyć
In the heavenlies
Nikt z nas nie bierze chwały
For those who find the truth
Jezus ich chwała
"Are waiting for You"
Lord of The Harvest