My beloved children, A wonderful time of hope divine, A beautiful time of year! Harvest means to gather up, More and more bring in! Recall to mind each day And gather My Blessings in! You wouldn't leave your crops alone, You wouldn't leave them in the field - You'd gather in the yield! Spend time alone with Me, Read My Word and see - Taste and see that I AM Good, Then gather as you should! Ask and I will show you Things you've never thought before! No one has your answer, no one has your plan, No one else but Me, My child, Can see and understand! It's harvest time, Let's gather, beloved, it's Divine!!!