Harvesters Arise!

Arise Harvesters! Arise O’ Harvesters, Arise!
Arise and answer the cry of your Lord
Arise and touch the heart of your Lord
Arise and grasp his desperation, his desire

The fields are ripe for harvest
Fruits are falling hard and heavy
Deep hunger is mounting
Desperate cries are rising

A table lays waiting
The table is overflowing
Food is falling from the table
Living water is overflowing
Abundance is waiting

The hungry world is crying out
The hungry world is screaming
Their souls know only poverty
Their souls know only want

Where are the harvesters?
They are hungry
The table is overflowing
Feed them

Where are the harvesters?
They are thirsty
Living water is overflowing
Satisfy them

Why have the harvesters abandoned their work?
Why have they dropped their sickles?
Why have they left their fields?
Why do they lay, in silent slumber,
Ignoring the cries of the hungry?

A great harvest is upon them
Greater than they can bear
An overflow of abundance is waiting
The Lord of the Harvest is calling for harvesters

Arise Harvesters! Arise O’ Harvesters, Arise!
Arise and answer the cry of your Lord
Arise and touch the heart of your Lord
Arise and grasp his desperation, his desire

Gather his people to him
Gather his children to him
Raise his Beloved, raise his Church
Raise her so she may raise her voice to bless Him.
To worship Him and to release His glory,
To unleash His beauty
And to take back his dominion

Arise Harvesters! Arise O’ Harvesters, Arise!
Arise and answer the cry of your Lord
Arise and touch the heart of your Lord
Arise and grasp his desperation, his desire