Thrust in Your Sickle

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Thrust in Your Sickle
(SAB with Piano and Flute)

Difficulty Level: Medium

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"Thrust in Your Sickle" encourages us to join in the work of salvation, lest we "return with empty hands."

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Text: Toni Thomas   Music: Diane Tuiofu

VERSE 1

The sun is low,

The storm clouds grow

Hear the mighty trumpet sound.

The Lord has called

Unto His fields:

Laborers for one final round

In the harvest of men's souls.

 

CHORUS

Thrust in your sickle

With all your might,

With all your heart

With all your strength,

Open your mouth

With faith to believe,

And ye shall be laden

With sheaves.

Thrust in your sickle

With all your soul,

Fear not what men may say

For lo, God is with you, always.

VERSE 2

Behold the field

Lies full and white;

Now the wheat and tares are known.

Reap with the light—

Soon falls the night

When no more work can be done.

 

BRIDGE

Ye know not when

The summer shall be past;

When the labor has an end,

Will your harvest be made fast?

Or will you return

With empty hands?

With empty hands?

 

REPEAT CHORUS

 

For lo, God is with you, always.

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