Reaping From Fields I've Never Sown by The Primitive Quartet

35th Anniversary by The Primitive Quartet

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Reaping From Fields I've Never Sown
by The Primitive Quartet

Album: 35th Anniversary

Sometimes my life is like a field of failing grain.
Parched, dry and wilted needing a little rain.
But then I remember days past and gone.
How I reap from fields that I've never sown.

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I'm reaping from fields, Lord That I've never sown
Eating from the table milk and honey there upon.
Drinking from the fountain that floews from the living stone.
Reaping from the fields, Lord that I've never sown

I've never had a day, Lord, that I did not eat
Or a place to lay my head down
When it was time to sleep
I know I don't deserve all the blessings I've known
I'm reaping from fields, Lord That I've never sown

When I look at my children, what a blessing they have been.
And, Lord, you've sure blessed me With a multitude of friends
When I stop and consider The mercy You've shown.
I realize how much I'm reaping from fields I've never sown

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