Author: Elizabeth Akers Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #542 (1972) Meter: 10.10.10.9.6.6 First Line: The time for toil is past, and night has come Lyrics: 1 The time for toil is past, and night has come,
The last and saddest of the harvest eves;
Worn out with labor long and wearisome,
Drooping and faint, the reapers hasten home,
Each laden with his sheaves,
Each laden with his sheaves.
2 Few, light, and worthless—yet their trifling weight
Thro' all my frame a weary aching leaves;
For long I struggled with my hapless fate,
And staid and toiled till it was dark and late,
Yet these are all my sheaves,
Yet these are all my sheaves.
3 Full well I know I have more tares than wheat,
Brambles and flow'rs, dry stalks and withered leaves;
Wherefore I blush and weep, as at thy feet
I kneel down reverently, and repeat,
"Master, behold my sheaves,"
"Master, behold my sheaves."
4 So do I gather hope and strength anew;
For well I know thy patient love perceives
Not what I did, but what I strove to do—
And though the full ripe ears be sadly few,
Thou wilt accept my sheaves,
Thou wilt accept my sheaves. Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Commission Reward for Labor Scripture: Psalm 126:6 Languages: English Tune Title: BRINGING HOME OUR SHEAVES
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