É o Tempo de Segar
Harpa Cristã
It's Time to Reap
It's time to reap, and you without hesitation
Declared without fear: I can't work
Come, while Christ, the Master, is calling you
Young, young, oh, come work
Come and see, the white fields are already
Waiting for arms to reap them
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
And be willing to respond: Here I am, Lord
Look, how ripe the harvest is
What a glorious harvest it will be?
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
There are few days left for the Reaper
The sheaves you gather, jewels of splendor
Will shine in your crown and give radiance
Seek these jewels now, God is a rewarder
Young, young, enter the labor
Come and see, the white fields are already
Waiting for arms to reap them
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
And be willing to respond: Here I am, Lord
Look, how ripe the harvest is
What a glorious harvest it will be?
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
There are few days left for the Reaper
The morning is passing, it will not return
The harvest time will soon end
And before your Lord you will be found empty
Young, young, obey now
Come and see, the white fields are already
Waiting for arms to reap them
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
And be willing to respond: Here I am, Lord
Look, how ripe the harvest is
What a glorious harvest it will be?
Young, awaken, make yourself ready and alert
There are few days left for the Reaper
