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Make Strait

Charlie Hall

Wake up you sleepers, wake up you preachers,
Join with the prayers of saints and martyrs for two-thousand
Years

The lord of the harvest, and the angels in the clouds
See that the earth is white, and its time to swing the sickle down

Chorus
And make strait the path of the lord
Every crack shall fill up, every mountain brought low
Every crooked thing strait, and every rough road smooth
Make strait the path of the lord
And all flesh shall see the salvation of god

Bowing low on the altar, we pray for your hand
To anoint us in power, to go to the broken, sing life to the land
So all of you sowers throw out your seed
Dance with the captive, today we are free