Tempo de Colheita

The time has come, harvest time
The hour has come, the hour of our victory

It's time to change clothes and wait for the rapture
And let go of all the entanglement that surrounds us
It's time to raise our voice and shout for the world to hear
Jesus with thousands of angels and archangels is coming

The sky will open, He is coming with power and anointing
He has the scepter in his hand, dressed in white with a golden crown
And on his thigh is written: King of kings, Lord of lords
Lion of Judah, the one who was slain but rose again
He descended to hell and took the keys
I can imagine, the groom descending, the bride ascending, the meeting of history
It's surprising, it's something captivating to imagine
It will be the end of pain and suffering, the church will be in heaven forever
And we will sing the hymn of glory

Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

Holy, He is
Almighty, omnipresent, and the one who is coming soon
Wonderful, powerful, forever amen

The time has come, harvest time
The hour has come, the hour of our victory