Reborna birth that comes through water The fallen of the garden is drowning in the water The waterthe waterI wait for you to carry me Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come The sun is setting on the hill day is soon done Newborn through brokenness and calling On hand and knees we're crawlingthe Father's Voice is calling you Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come The sun is setting on the hillday is soon done The servants at work by the will of He who returns Make to the work in the fieldsharvest has come I wait for you to carry metwo by two I wait for you to carry me Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come The sun is setting on the hillday is soon done The servants at work by the will of He who returns Wake to the work in the fieldsharvest has come