Reborna birth that comes through water
The fallen of the garden is drowning in the water
The waterthe waterI wait for you to carry me
Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come
The sun is setting on the hill day is soon done
Newborn through brokenness and calling
On hand and knees we're crawlingthe Father's Voice is calling you
Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come
The sun is setting on the hillday is soon done
The servants at work by the will of He who returns
Make to the work in the fieldsharvest has come
I wait for you to carry metwo by two
I wait for you to carry me
Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come
The sun is setting on the hillday is soon done
The servants at work by the will of He who returns
Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come
