The Cyber Hymnal ‎#16970

16970. Away to the Fields

1. The fields are all white, but the la­b’rers are few,
And this is the great har­vest day;
My bro­ther, the Mas­ter is call­ing for you,
So let us be up and away.

Refrain

Away to the field! Away to the field!
Stand idle no long­er, I pray;
Away to the field! Away to the field!
The Mas­ter needs reap­ers to­day.

2. The sheaves are all His, and not one should be lost;
He paid a price dear­er than gold;
Then en­ter the har­vest, and count not the cost,
But ga­ther them in­to the fold.

Refrain

3. At life’s ev­en­ing fall, when the sha­dows grow long,
Our sheav­es to the gar­ner we’ll bring;
And sing with the an­gels re­demp­tion’s sweet song,
Till all Heav’n with mu­sic shall ring.

Refrain

Text Information

• First Line: The fields are all white, but the lab'rers are few
• Title: Away to the Fields
• Author: James B. Pennington (1914)
• Refrain First Line: Away to the field! Away to the field!
• Language: English
• Source: Ap­peared in Re­demp­tion Hymns, ed­it­ed by Ru­fus H. Cor­ne­li­us, John W. Den­nis, Will­iam A. Stew­art & Ar­el A. Bert­rand (Fort Worth , Tex­as: R. H. Cor­ne­li­us, 1915), num­ber 113.

Tune Information

• Name: PATAGONIA
• Composer: James B. Pennington (1914)
• Key: G Major or modal
• Source: Ap­peared in Re­demp­tion Hymns, ed­it­ed by Ru­fus H. Cor­ne­li­us, John W. Den­nis, Will­iam A. Stew­art & Ar­el A. Bert­rand (Fort Worth , Tex­as: R. H. Cor­ne­li­us, 1915), num­ber 113.