300. The Call for Reapers

1 Far and near the fields are teeming
With the waves of ripened grain;
Far and near their gold is gleaming
O'er the sunny slope and plain.

Chorus:
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
Send them now the sheaves to gather,
Ere the harvest-time pass by.

2 Send them forth with morn's first beaming;
Send them in the noontide's glare;
When the sun's last rays are gleaming,
Bid them gather ev'rywhere. [Chorus]

3 O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heav'nward then at evening wending,
Thou shalt come with joy untold. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: Far and near the fields are teaming
Title: The Call for Reapers
Author: J. O. Thompson
Publication Date: 1960
Topic: Invitation; Missionary
Language: English
Refrain First Line: Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Tune Information
Name: [Far and near the fields are teaming]
Composer: J. B. O. Clemm
Key: A♭ Major



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