The Porter’s Gate, Audrey Assad, Paul Zach - In the Fields of the Lord lyrics

In the fields of the Lord, our work is rest
He is moving in our hands and feet to bless
In the fields of the Lord
In the fields of the Lord
In the fields of the Lord, our work is rest

In the vineyards of the Lord
Our work is light
He is tending every leaf and every vine
In the vineyards of the Lord
In the vineyards of the Lord
In the vineyards of the Lord
Our work is light


In the garden of the Lord, our work is sound
He is weaving every thorn into a crown
In the garden of the Lord
In the garden of the Lord
In the garden of the Lord, our work is sound

At the harvest of the Lord
The fields are white
Oh, He will wipe away the
Tears from ev'ry eye
At the harvest of the Lord
At the harvest of the Lord
At the harvest of the Lord
The fields are white