Artista Charlie Peacock
Genero: Jazz
Disfruta la música cristiana de Charlie Peacock, uno de los cantantes más influyentes del género Jazz. Escucha sus canciones más populares, explora sus álbumes y conoce su trayectoria.
The Harvest Is The End Of The World : Charlie Peacock
Disfruta la canción The Harvest Is The End Of The World de Charlie Peacock, una canción cristiana donde la letra y la melodía se unen para expresar un mensaje de fe y alabanza a Dios.
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Letra
The Harvest Is The End Of The World
Charlie Peacock
Rachel, why do you weep?
Why do you bury your face in your hands?
Is there no one who would reach you?
Is there no one who understands?
There is no one to comfort her
There is no one to comfort her
For her children are no more
And there is no one to comfort her
Rachel, why do you cry?
Why do you hide your trembling lips?
Are those tears stains on your brow?
Are those tears on your fingertips?
There is no one to comfort her
There is no onе to comfort her
For her children arе no more
And there is no one to comfort her
Now and always
Now and evermore
Now and always
Now and evermore
I see angels in the distance
In the distance, I see angels
And their shadows fall
Like crosses on the fields
Some are swinging low the sickles
Some are binding up the sheaves
Some are sifting out the harvest yield
Rachel, run to join the angels
In the harvest in the distance
Rising from your bed as from a dream
In the feint and splintered line
Where the wheat field meets the sky
You might find your sorrow made complete
You might find your sorrow made complete
Now and always
Now and evermore
Now and always
Now and evermore
Redemption is the harvest
Of the tears that came before
Now and always
Now and evermore
All who sorrow with her
Lift your heads
You might hear the sound
Of Rachel gently weeping
For the gathering is done
Nd her children have come home
Whom she counted lost and dead
Now to find were sweetly sleeping
In the fields
Where angels have been reaping
I see angels in the distance
In the distance, I see angels
And their shadows fall
Like crosses on the fields
Some are swinging low their sickles
Some are binding up the sheaves
Some are sifting out the harvest yield
Rachel, run to join the angels
In the harvest in the distance
Rising from your bed as from a dream
In the feint and splintered line
Where the wheat field meets the sky
You might find your sorrow made complete
You might find your sorrow made complete
Now and always
Now and evermore
Now and always
Now and evermore
Redemption is the harvest
Of the tears that came before
Now and always
Now and evermore
Now and always
Now and evermore
Redemption is the harvest
Of the tears that came before
Now and always
Now and evermore
Now and always
Now and evermore
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