Hymns of Consecration and Faith ‎#426

426. See the Fields to harvest whitening

1 See the fields to harvest whitening,
Thro’ the quickly passing day!
See the grain neglected falling,
Trodden on the dusty way!
None to reap the wasting treasure,
Stretching far like billowy sea,
Murm’ring ever, “Must we perish?
Must we sill ungarner’d be?
Lord of Harvest, pity, pardon
All our past neglect and sin:
Plead we now, send forth more labourers,
Let the sheaves be gathered in.

2 Like Thy Church of old, so would we
Meekly kneel around Thy feet,
Each one asking, “Call’st Thou me, Lord?
Am I for this service meet?”
All in holy stillness waiting
For the Spirit’s guiding voice,
“Separate whereto I send them,
These, the servants of My choice.”
Lord of Harvest, pity, pardon
All our past neglect and sin:
Now we would obey Thy bidding,
Let the sheaves be gathered in.

3 Each in his allotted portion,
Let us work, not counting cost;
To make known thro’ ev’ry nation
Him who came to save the lost:
Till the bell rings out at even,
Telling resting-time is come;
And we gather round the Master
In the joy of Harvest-home.
Lord of Harvest, pity, pardon
All our past neglect and sin:
Haste we now to do Thy bidding—
All the sheaves to gather in.

Text Information

• First Line: See the fields to harvest whitening
• Title: See the Fields to harvest whitening
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1902

Tune Information

• Name: HARVEST HOME
• Composer: Dr. E. J. Bellerby
• Meter: 8.7.8.7. D. with Refrain