A Tinge Of Fall

There's a tinge of fall
In the air today,
A tinge of fall in the air,
'Mid mellowing fruit,
And coloring leaves,
A something that says ''Prepare
For the days to come,
When summer is gone.
Gather your fruit and your grain,
Now while you can,
For these golden hours
May never return again."



There's a tinge of fall
In our spiritual world,
A tinge of fall in the air,
Sweeping over the hearts of men,
A something that says"Prepare
For the days to come,
Lifes's summer is short.
Bring all of the sheep that you can
Into the fold
In these golden hours;
For jesus is coming again!"


                                Alice Hansche Mortenson