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LYRICS & CHORDS

The Harvest Time

THE LAMB WINS

Revelation 14:14-20

Music, Lyrics, Lead Vocals & Guitar: Jennifer Jill  

Production: Delon Lawrence

LYRICS

A white cloud-throne, the Son of Man, a golden crown, a sickle sharp
John saw all this, then heard, “Put in your sickle! Reap!”
“The earth is ripe, the time has come,” the angel cried with all his heart
And Jesus reaped the earth, a harvest He would keep

Chorus:

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The end will come, probation close
You’ll have to live or die with what you chose
But the mystery of the moment of the harvest time
Only God knows

Another one, an angel came, through temple gate with altar fire
And said to one, “The clusters of the earth are ripe!”
“Put in your sickle!” and he did; and threw the grapes that he’d acquired
Into God’s great winepress with a single swipe

Chorus

Now here’s the shock: there were so many grapes that blood flowed everywhere
Two thousand miles and deep as horses’ bridles high
One almost wonders why the Savior lived and died, our sin to bear
His blood has flowed already, but they spurned it. Why?

Chorus

CHORDS

Disc 1 Track 24  --  60bpm  --  Capo2

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E        B    A         E        B A     E      B  A    E         

A white cloud-throne, the Son of Man, a golden crown, a sickle sharp

    A                      E        B  A E   B A

John saw all this, then heard “Put in your sickle! Reap!”

    E    B   A  E           B A E        B A E

“The earth is ripe, the time has come” the angel cried with all his heart

    A                E               B A E B  A

And Jesus reaped the earth, a harvest He would keep

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    B        A              B                 A

The end will come, probation close; you’ll have to live or die with what you chose

    B                A                 E  B A  E

But the mystery of the moment of the harvest time only God knows

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E    B    A         E        B A     E      B  A    E

Another one, an angel came, through temple gate with altar fire

        A                E    B  A E  B A

And said to one, “The clusters of the earth are ripe!”

E    B    A             E        B A          E      B  A                    E

“Put in your sickle!” and he did; and threw the grapes that he’d acquired

   A                    E

Into God’s great winepress, and with a single swipe

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    B        A              B                 A

The end will come, probation close; you’ll have to live or die with what you chose

    B                A                 E  B A  E

But the mystery of the moment of the harvest time only God knows

-------

    E    B    A             E        B A     E      B  A    E

Now here’s the shock: there were so many grapes that blood flowed everywhere

    A                    E      B A E  B A

Two thousand miles and deep as horses’ bridles high

    E    B    A     E    B    A E      B  A    E

One almost wonders why the Savior lived and died, our sin to bear

    A                        E   B A  E B A

His blood has flowed already, but they spurned it. Why?

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    B        A              B                 A

The end will come, probation close; you’ll have to live or die with what you chose

    B                A                 E  B A  E

But the mystery of the moment of the harvest time only God knows

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