A Colheita
Alda Célia
The Harvest
Voice of the one who cries out in the desert
Prepare the way of my Savior
Shout in the squares, in the streets, in the fields
Prepare the way of my Savior
Sound the trumpet in Zion
Do not despise the wounds of His hands
This is the time to cast the net
Preach the word, live the gospel
This is the time of brokenness, the harvest has come
The hour has come, the time is now, He is coming
Voice of the one who cries out in the desert
Prepare the way of my Savior
Shout in the squares, in the streets, in the fields
Prepare the way of my Savior
Sound the trumpet in Zion
Do not despise the wounds of His hands
This is the time to cast the net
Preach the word, live the gospel
This is the time of brokenness, the harvest has come
The hour has come, the time is now, He is coming
This is the time to cast the net
Preach the word, live the gospel
This is the time of brokenness, the harvest has come
The hour has come, the time is now, He is coming
He is coming, He is coming (The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
He is coming, He is coming
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
(The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
(The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
(The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
(The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming (come, He is coming)
(The Spirit and the bride say: Come)
Go, make disciples of all nations, because He is coming
The Spirit and the bride say: Come
