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Reborn
a birth that comes through water
The fallen of the garden is drowning in the water
The water
the water
I wait for you to carry me
Wake to the work in the fields
harvest has come
The sun is setting on the hill
day is soon done
Newborn through brokenness and calling
On hand and knees were crawling
the Fathers Voice is calling you
Wake to the work in the fields
harvest has come
The sun is setting on the hill
day is soon done
The servants at work by the will of He who returns
Make to the work in the fields
harvest has come
I wait for you to carry me
two by two
I wait for you to carry me
Wake to the work in the fields
harvest has come
The sun is setting on the hill
day is soon done
The servants at work by the will of He who returns
Wake to the work in the fields
harvest has come