358 Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming
[1]
Far and near the fields are teeming
With the sheaves of ripened grain;
Far and near their gold is gleaming
O er the sunny slope and plain.
Far and near the fields are teeming
With the sheaves of ripened grain;
Far and near their gold is gleaming
O er the sunny slope and plain.
[C]
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.
[2]
Send them forth with morn s first beaming
Send them in the noontide s glare;
When the sun s last rays are streaming
Bid them gather everywhere.
Send them forth with morn s first beaming
Send them in the noontide s glare;
When the sun s last rays are streaming
Bid them gather everywhere.
[C]
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.
[3]
O thou whom thy Lord is sending
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heavenward then at evening wending
Thou shalt come with joy untold.
O thou whom thy Lord is sending
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heavenward then at evening wending
Thou shalt come with joy untold.
[C]
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.
Lord of harvest send forth reapers!
Hear us Lord to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather
Ere the harvest-time pass by.