31. Haste to the Field of Labor

1 Oh, wake, for the day is passing,
And swiftly approacheth night!
The grain in its ripened beauty
Bends low in the valley bright!

Refrain:
Haste to the field of labor,
Bring the glad harvest home;
The kingdom of God is waiting,
Come, all ye reapers, come.

2 Come now with your sickles sharpened,
Make ready the shining blade;
The Master himself is working,
And calling for earnest aid. [Refrain]

3 Oh, come to the work rejoicing,
And gladly do well your part;
The Lord needeth earnest workers,
And faithful and true of heart. [Refrain]

4 Oh, wake, for the day advances!
Toil not o’er the falling leaves;
But now, for the final harvest,
Bear homeward the golden sheaves. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Oh, wake, for the day is passing
Title: Haste to the Field of Labor
Author: Mrs. R. N. Turner
Publication Date: 1889
Refrain First Line: Haste to the field of labor
Tune Information
Name: [Oh, wake, for the day is passing]
Composer: Wm. J. Kirkpatrick



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