Classic Poem

Sinner, please don't let this harvest pass, harvest pass;
Sinner, please don't let this harvest pass,
And die and lose your soul at last, soul at last.

I know that my Redeemer lives, yes, He lives;
I know that my Redeemer lives,
Sinner, please don't let this harvest pass, harvest pass.

Sinner, O see the cruel tree, cruel tree;
Sinner, O see the cruel tree,
Where Christ died for you and me, you and me.

My God is a mighty man of war, man of war;
My God is a mighty man of war,
Sinner, please don't let…

My Jesus, He's a rock in a weary land,
He's a shelter in de time of storm.