Psalter manuscript

The Whitened Harvest (Luke 10)


Behold the whitened fields
But where are the labourers?
Pray to the risen Lord
For willing hands and harvesters
As lambs among fierce wolves
Be wise and go your way!

Within the city streets
Show forth gospel power
Bind up each broken heart
Redeem each fleeting hour
If heaven they disdain
Shake dust upon their floor!

Every house you shelter in
Bestow your gift of peace
They who turn aside from sin
Will find soul-anguish cease

So stay a while therein
And eat what they serve;
Don’t worry ‘bout a thing
To them God’s kingdom bring
You labour for the Lord,
You represent the King.

Steve Layfield – April 2022

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