The Harvester Gathers His Seed

The harvester gathers His seed

With justice and mercy His sickle swings

In gentleness and ferocity

Separating those who do

From those who refuse to believe

 

To the Father, the Son convenes

With Holy Ghost, together One, separate Three

In Heavenly harmony

With rejoicing angels

Bowing on bended knee, prostrated before the King of Kings

 

To sin the babe delivering

Humble and poor and without questioning

The path of salvation and reckoning

His soul to give in death

And, judgment in His returning

 

Of hope greater than any known

Our souls know of greater still flowing from His Holy throne

With purer comfort still to come

Upon our awaited return

To the Holy Trinity, the Three in One

 

Come quick, Oh Lord, with justice

Hear, now, our cries for forgiveness

The day our live's have finished

Their earthly journey

Comfort our souls in Your unbroken promises

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impressive. thought-provoking

impressive. thought-provoking write