The Harvest Lyrics

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

I see 'em running fast just to reach the top,

Building castles out of dust, acting like they got a lock.

Chasing fame, chasing cash, thinking that it lasts,

But when the final hour comes, they can't buy back the past.

stay grounded, got my eyes beyond the sky,

Can't get fooled by the smoke or the big disguise.

Wanna walk that line, don't fall for the hype,

Gotta keep my heart pure, gotta live it right.

'Cause life ain't just what we see or what we own,

It's the seeds that we plant and the Truth who He knows.

When the reaper shows up, and it's all stripped away,

I'll be standing ready on judgment day.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

I've seen 'em rise, I've seen 'em fall,

All that pride don't mean a thing when He's calling us all.

It's the narrow path, where the humble go,

Not the wide way with the lights and the flashy show.

Gotta keep my soul in check, don't get swayed,

By the glitter and the noise, I gotta stay prayed.

I'd rather live clean, know where I stand,

Than be another soul chasing castles in sand.

'Cause what's the point of a crown that fades?

When it's all just dust at the end of days.

The fields are ripe, it's coming fast,

I'm just planting seeds that are built to last.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

I'm moving quiet, but my aim is sure,

Rooted in the faith that keeps me pure.

While they stack up idols, gotta shed my pride,

Stepping out of the dark, walking right inside.

The world might laugh, call it a loss,

But I'm here for the harvest, no matter the cost.

I don't need fame, don't need gold chains

I just need Jesus to cleanse my stains.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

They talk about gains, they flex they bling.

But who's left standing when they face the King?

The God who watches, the God who knows,

Every truth and lie we chose to sow.

keeping the heart in line with His word,

Every promise kept, every scripture heard.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.

Everybody trying to be the hardest.

I'm just trying to make it to the harvest.

Humble, keep it right, keep it honest.

They don't know the wrath of God that sits upon us.