The Cyber Hymnal ‎#16530

16530. The Summer Harvest Spreads The Field

1 The sum­mer har­vest spreads the field
Mark—how the whit­en­ing hills art turned!
Behold them to the reap­ers yield—
The wheat is saved—the tares are burned.

2 Thus the great Judge with glo­ry crowned
Descends to reap the rip­ened earth!
Angelic guards at­tend Him down,
The same who sang His hum­ble birth.

3 In sounds of glory hear Him speak,
“Go search around the flam­ing world;
Haste—call my saints to rise, and take
The seats from which their foes were hurled.

4 "Go, burn the chaff in end­less fire,
In flames un­quenched, con­sume each tare;
Sinners must feel My ho­ly ire,
And sink in guilt—to deep des­pair."

5 Thus ends the har­vest of the earth—
Angels ob­ey the aw­ful voice;
They save the wheat, they burn the chaff;
All Heav’n ap­proves the sov­er­eign choice.

Text Information

• First Line: The sum­mer har­vest spreads the field
• Title: The Summer Harvest Spreads The Field
• Meter: LM
• Language: English
• Source: Village Hymns by Asahel Nettleton (Hartford: Goodwin & Company, printer, 1824)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: OLD 100TH
• Composer (attributed to): Louis Bourgeois (1551)
• Meter: LM
• Key: G Major or modal
• Copyright: Public Domain