Album: Dream of A Lifetime
There is peace and contentment
In the Father's house today
Lots of food on His table
And no one is turned away
There is singing and laughter
As the hours pass by
But a hush calms the singing
As the Father sadly cries
My house is full
But my fields are empty
Who will go and work
For Me today
It seems my children all
Want to stay around my table
But no one wants to work in
In my fields, oh, no
But no one wants to work
In my fields
Push away from the table
Look out through the windowpane
Just beyond the house of plenty
Lies a field of golden grain
And it's right unto harvest
But the reapers, where are they
In the house, oh, can't the children
Hear the Father sadly say
My house is full
But my fields are empty
Who will go and work
For Me today
It seems my children all
Want to stay around my table
But no one wants to work
In my fields, oh, no
But no one wants to work
In my fields
Oh, my house is full
But my fields are empty
Who will go and work
For Me today
It seems my children all
Want to stay around my table
But no one wants to work in
Work in my fields, oh, no
But no one wants to work
In my fields
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