1 Harvest fields are waving with the ripened grain,
Hear the call, O reaper! shall it be in vain!
Listen! ‘tis the Master, calling since the dawn;
O, for earnest workers, ere the day is gone.
We have heard Thee calling, Lord,
In the field we’ll glean for Thee;
We will join the reapers as they work and sing,
Gathering the harvest for the Lord, our King.
2 Plenteous the harvest, laborers are few;
You have promis’d, worker, will you not be true?
Faithful to thy duty, think not of thine ease;
Gather for thy Master precious golden sheaves! [Refrain]
3 Reaper in life’s harvest, hear the clarion call!
Hasten at His bidding to the work, away!
Rich reward He’ll give thee, trust Him for it all;
Daylight soon will vanish, gather while you may. [Refrain]
Nellie Place Chandler began playing the organ in church and Sunday school when she was twelve, she spent time as chorister, organist and choir director.
Dianne Shapiro, from "The Singers and Their Songs: sketches of living gospel hymn writers" by Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (Chicago: The Rodeheaver Company, 1916) Go to person page >