158. Wheat and Tares

1 Growing together, wheat and tares,
Clustering thick and green,
Fanned by the gentle summer airs,
Under one sky serene,
Over them both the sunlight falls,
Over them both the rain,
Till the angels come, when the Master calls,
To gather the golden grain.

Refrain:
Jesus, oh, grant when thine angels come,
To reap the fields for thee,
We may be gathered safely home,
Where thy precious wheat shall be.

2 Growing together, side by side,
Both shall the reaper meet,
Tares aloft in their scornful pride,
Bowing heads of the wheat.
Swift and sure o'er the waving plain,
The sickle sharp shall fly,
And the precious wheat, the abundant grain,
Shall be harvested in the sky. [Refrain]

3 But for the tares, for them the word
Of a terrible doom is cast;
Bind and burn, said the blessed Lord,
They shall leave the wheat at last.
Never again the summer rain,
Never the sunshine sweet,
That were lavished freely, all in vain,
On the tares among the wheat. [Refrain]

4 Where shall the reapers look for us,
When that day of days shall come?
Solemn the thought, with grandeur fraught,
Of that wondrous harvest home.
None but the wheat shall be gathered in,
By the Master's own command,
For the tares alone, the doom of sin,
And the flame in the Judge's hand. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Growing together, wheat and tares
Title: Wheat and Tares
Refrain First Line: Jesus, O grant when thine angels come
Language: English
Publication Date: 1875
Tune Information
Name: [Growing together, wheat and tares]
Composer: Rev. H. Kingsbury



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