Campos Dourados
Junior (Gospel)
Golden Fields
Golden Fields
Come, come with me now
The time has come, the wheat has ripened
Come
The reapers are in a hurry, the harvest starts in God's field
Come
See the golden fields, come see the plow that I used
Come, see the wet earth
With the drops of tears that I shed for you
And whoever sowed the seed, crying
Will surely return happy and singing
Bringing in their arms without a doubt the bundles
That are the answers from the tears in their eyes
At the end of the harvest, we are winners
Even though we went through moments of pain
But it was worth it, Jesus made it right
Come, the decade has arrived
We have little time left, the harvest is coming soon
Come, those who trust will reach it, and that hope
The world doesn't have
Come, see the redeemed souls
That are protected, Jesus has shielded them
Come, see the Son of Man
For no one hides
From the presence of God
And whoever sowed the seed, crying
Will surely return happy and singing
Bringing in their arms without a doubt the bundles
That are the answers from the tears in their eyes
At the end of the harvest, we are winners
Even though we went through moments of pain
But it was worth it, Jesus made it right
