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Harvest of the Field
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Songwriter who writes worship songs from life experiences
Pastor Wah Lok has been a worship leader in Full Gospel Tabernacle since 1981. Over the last 25 years, he has written more than 100 songs. He holds a Masters Degree in Engineering, and worked as an Engineer, and later as a Senior General Manager of a steel company for 14 years. In 1999, he responded to God's call to full time service and took the position as Principal of Tung Ling Seminary. He also pastors a Full Gospel Tabernacle branch church in Kuala Lumpur. Pastor Wah Lok has released 2 albums entitled Every Time I Pray and Shining Stars. He also composed 9 melodies for the album Favored Chick by Barbara Tipper. One of his songs in that album, Harvest of the Field, co-written with Barbara Tipper won the Australian Gospel Awards for best hymn. His signature song Every Time I Pray , translated into Mandarin is sung in Chinese Churches across the world. He writes and teaches extensively on areas related to music, worship and song writing. Pastor Wah Lok is also the founder of Tabernacle Music. Visit his website at www.tabernaclemusic.net A member of the Malaysian Christian Songwriters' Network (MCSN) www.m-csn.com
Song Info
Genre
Pop Christian Pop
Charts
#13,543 today Peak #190
#1,461 in subgenre Peak #26
Author
Lyrics by Barbara Tipper, Music by Ng Wah Lok
Rights
2002 Barbara Tipper & Ng Wah Lok
Uploaded
April 05, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.7 MB 128 kbps 5:08
Story behind the song
This song won the Australian Music Awards 2004 for the best hymn.
Lyrics
Chorus Harvest of the field Your flesh for me did yield Red fruit of the vine was spilled, To make salvation mine Harvest of the field Your flesh for me did yield Red fruit of the vine, Your blood, made salvation mine Verse 1 A grain of wheat was dropped on the earth Was buried, sprouted and gave birth A great harvest, the yield was threshed Reminds me of Your beaten flesh. The grains were rolled and crushed and so The flour was moulded into dough, Given the yeast, the bread was raised. Reminds me how you conquered the grave Verse 2 A tiny seed, became a vine Which gave plump fruit in its right time. But the fruit was trampled, bruised and tossed. Reminds me of your rugged cross. So the juice is placed, where Your people dine. We break the bread and we sip the wine. The cup overflows with a wine-stained flood. Reminds me of Your precious blood. Bridge I’m sorry Lord, you had to die for me Bore all my grief upon that tree Forgive my sins and set me free
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