A Ceifa e a Víndima
Alice Maciel
The Harvest and the Vintage
Here is a white cloud
and seated on the cloud
one like the Son of Man
who had on his head
a golden crown and in his hand
a sharp sickle
and another angel came out of the temple
crying out with a loud voice
to the one seated
'Put in your sickle and reap
for the hour to reap has come
for the earth's harvest is ripe
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
and another angel came out from the altar
who had power over fire
and cried out with a loud voice
to the one with the sharp sickle
'Put in your sickle and gather
the clusters of the vine of the earth
for its grapes are ripe
and the angel swung his sickle
and gathered the vine of the earth
and threw them into the great winepress
of the wrath of God
and the winepress was trodden outside
and blood flowed from the winepress
as high as a horse's bridle
it is time for the harvest
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
(DECLAMATION)
The harvest is the end of the world
The Son of Man will send
his angels, and they will gather
from his kingdom all that causes
scandal and those who commit
iniquity. And they will throw them
into the fiery furnace; there will be
weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Then the righteous will shine
like the sun in the kingdom of their Father.
Whoever has ears to hear
let them hear. (Words of Jesus of Nazareth.)
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth
The harvest and the vintage of the earth