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Harvest Church Service. 2015. I Have Seen The Golden Sunshine. I have seen the golden sunshine, I have watched the flowers grow, I have listened to the song birds And there’s one thing now I know; They were all put there for us to share By someone so divine,
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I Have Seen The Golden Sunshine I have seen the golden sunshine, I have watched the flowers grow, I have listened to the song birds And there’s one thing now I know; They were all put there for us to share By someone so divine, And if you’re a friend of Jesus (Clap, clap, clap clap) You’re a friend of mine.
I’ve seen the light, I’ve seen the light, And that’s why my heart sings. I’ve known the joy, I’ve known the joy That loving Jesus brings.
I have seen the morning sunshine, I have heard the oceans roar, I have seen the flowers of springtime and there’s one thing I am sure; They were all put there for us to share By someone so divine, And if you’re a friend of Jesus (Clap, clap, clap clap) You’re a friend of mine.
I’ve seen the light, I’ve seen the light, And that’s why my heart sings. I’ve known the joy, I’ve known the joy That loving Jesus brings.
Someone’s Brought A Loaf Of Bread Someone’s brought a loaf of bread, Someone’s brought a loaf of bread, Someone’s brought a loaf of bread, To put on the Harvest table. Someone’s brought a jar of jam, Someone’s brought a jar of jam, Someone’s brought a jar of jam, To put on the Harvest table.
Someone’s brought some new potatoes, Someone’s brought some new potatoes, Someone’s brought some new potatoes, To put on the Harvest table. Someone’s brought some rosy apples, Someone’s brought some rosy apples Someone’s brought some rosy apples To put on the Harvest table.
Someone’s brought a tin of soup, Someone’s brought a tin of soup, Someone’s brought a tin of soup, To put on the Harvest table. Thank you Lord for all your gifts, Thank you Lord for all your gifts, Thank you Lord for all your gifts, To put on the Harvest table.
Somebody Greater Carpenter, carpenter, make me a tree, That’s the work of somebody far greater than me; Gardener, gardener, shape me a flower, That’s the work of somebody with far greater power. Chorus Somebody greater than you or me, Put the apple on the apple tree; The flow’r in the earth and the fish in the sea, Are by somebody greater than you or me.
Builder, now raise up a coloured rainbow, That’s something far greater than people could know; Farmer, I ask you design me some corn, That’s somebody greater than any man born. Chorus Somebody greater than you or me, Put the apple on the apple tree; The flow’r in the earth and the fish in the sea, Are by somebody greater than you or me.
Now, electrician, will you light a star, That’s the work of somebody who’s greater by far; Plumber, connect up the river and sea, That’s the work of somebody greater than me. Chorus Somebody greater than you or me, Put the apple on the apple tree; The flow’r in the earth and the fish in the sea, Are by somebody greater than you or me.
Harvest The farmer gathers his hay today, It’s harvest time. The farmer gathers his hay today, It’s harvest time. He cuts it down and stacks it high, Gives it a shake, then leaves it to dry. The farmer gathers his hay today, It’s harvest time.
The farmer gathers his apples today, It’s harvest time. The farmer gathers his apples today, It’s harvest time. Red and rosy, juicy and sweet, Lots of apples for us to eat. The farmer gathers his apples today, It’s harvest time.
The farmer gathers his corn today, It’s harvest time. The farmer gathers his corn today, It’s harvest time. It grows up high, turns golden brown, Then he comes and cuts it down. The farmer gathers his corn today, It’s harvest time.