Behold The Fields

Behold the fields are white
The harvest is waiting
Waiting for us to reap the seeds of the Lord
Lift up you eyes and behold the fields
Lift up you eyes and behold the fields

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Someone is lost
And needs to find their way
Or they may be in despair
Not knowing if anyone cares
But if the redeemed of the Lord would look around
And gather the fruits, the fruits of eternal life

Then we can rejoice (We can rejoice)
We can rejoice (We can rejoice)
We can rejoice when we behold the fields