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There is an Urgency at Harvest Time

Too long I’ve laid me down to sleep

And prayed the Lord my soul to keep.

I should wake before I die,

And realize time is passing by

And rise and go and tell the lost

Despite my plans, despite the cost.

Too long I’ve laid me down to sleep

While multitudes about me weep

And utter cries of dark despair

While many do not seem to care.

My life is short and soon I’ll stand

With sinners blood upon my hand.

Unless I wake before I die

And realize time is passing by.

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