Reborn…

a birth that comes

through water

The fallen of the garden

is drowning in the water…

The water…the water…

I wait for you to carry me…

Wake to the work in the fields…

harvest has come…

The sun is setting on the hill…

day is soon done…

Newborn through brokenness and calling

On hand and knees we’re crawling…

the Father’s Voice is calling you…

Wake to the work in the fields…

harvest has come…

The sun is setting on the hill…

day is soon done…

The servants at work

by the will of He who returns…

Make to the work in the fields…

harvest has come…

I wait for you to carry me…

two by two…

I wait for you to carry me…

Wake to the work in the fields…

harvest has come

The sun is setting on the hill…

day is soon done…

The servants at work

by the will of He who returns…

Wake to the work in the fields…

harvest has come…