HARVEST TIME

Do I not hold all the keys?
Can I not touch every heart?
Will I not bow all the knees?
Haven't I said this from the start?

Every promise you will see.
No more tears to cloud your sight,
but love and peace from Me,
streaming thru the clouds so bright!

The answers come.
The wait is over.
See the Sun.
No clouds to cover.

Oh, the blessedness of Harvest Time!
Fruitfulness fills the air,
with peculiar blossoms divine,
abundance flowing so fair!

Tis the time for reaping with joy.
Forget the tears you sowed.
It is Mine to enjoy.
My Spirit is overflowed!

Jesus
Psalm 126

🎺🎶SONG – USE ME LORD – RON KENOLY

GOD IS ABLE/HOSANNA

8 thoughts

  1. All tears 😭 are wiped out.
    I repeat you are entering a season of joy and if tears then they are going to be tears of joy.
    I love your poem.
    It provoked me to release that utterance!!!

  2. Oh, the blessedness of Harvest Time!🌾

    That in (at) the name of Jesus every knee  7should (must) bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, And every tongue [ 8frankly and openly] confess and acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father (Phil 2:10)

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