The Harvest (Guitar Solo)

Music Score:
https://musescore.com/user/5261561/scores/36388331

Lyrics:
O golden fields of grain,
you’re pushing me to harvest;
How quickly you have ripened
beneath the summer’s sun!
I fear your precious grain will yield,
Fall to perish in the field,
So I must work before the day is done.
Master, You have placed me in the vineyard;
You’ve trusted me to tend the golden grain.
I pray that You’ll be pleased with me
When I lay my harvest at Your feet,
For I will never pass this way again.

Seems only yesterday
the fields brown and barren;
The seeds were fast asleep
beneath the winter’s snow.
But seasons brought the summer’s rain,
Now the fields are white again;
I’ll be there for the gath’ring of the souls.
Master, You have placed me in the vineyard;
You’ve trusted me to tend the golden grain.
I pray that You’ll be pleased with me
When I lay my harvest at Your feet,
For I will never pass this way again.