The Cyber Hymnal ‎#1696

1696. Gather the Grain

1. O list to the music that floats on the air,
The valleys are smiling, the reapers are there;
The summer rewards us with plenty again;
Then thrust in the sickle and gather the grain.

Refrain
Gather the grain, gather the grain;
Thanks for the sunshine, the dew, and the rain;
Sunshine is yielding its harvest again,
Then thrust in the sickle and gather the grain.

2. O why should we tarry from labor today?
The reapers are calling, and we must away;
The sky is unclouded and soft is the wind;
The bright sheaves are waving and ready to bind. [Refrain]

3. We ask of the Master, our strength to renew,
Tho’ great is the harvest, the toilers are few;
We pray that to others His grace He may give,
To work and be faithful as long as they live. [Refrain]

4. The harvest is passing, to greet us no more,
The summer is ending, and soon will be o’er;
Our moments neglected, return not again—
Now thrust in the sickle and gather the grain. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: O list to the music that floats on the air
• Title: Gather the Grain
• Author: Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby (1901)
• Refrain First Line: Gather the grain, gather the grain
• Language: English
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: [O list to the music that floats on the air]
• Composer: Charles Hutchinson Gabriel
• Incipit: 55345 17654 51755
• Key: B♭ Major
• Copyright: Public Domain