Harvest
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Harvest
I am the husbandman
I dress my garden
Prune away dead growth
I harvest the fruit there of
All that I plant I grow
Never do I call anyone
To leave them on their own
I always guide them
In the way they should go
I impart my Holy Spirit
To fill you to capacity
That you may move in anointing
Walk in holiness
And you shall bear much fruit
I will crown you
Your rewards will be great
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