Calling to the harvest field

1 Hear the blessed Master speaking,
Calling to the harvest field;
Faithful workers He is seeking,
Calling to the harvest field.
Many laborers are needed,
And for them He oft has pleaded,
Let His earnest voice be heeded,
Calling to the harvest field.

Refrain:
Calling to the harvest field,
Calling to the harvest field;
On the hills and plains surrounding,
Waves the grain so rich, abounding,
While the Master’s voice is sounding,
Calling to the harvest field.

2 Reapers for more help are praying,
Calling to the harvest field;
Golden sheaves are toil repaying,
Calling to the harvest field.
While the time is swiftly flying
Seek to win a joy undying,
To those sacred tones replying,
Calling to the harvest field. [Refrain]

3 Grain is for the sickle whitened,
Calling to the harvest field;
By the noontide sun ‘tis brightened,
Calling to the harvest field.
Hearts of weary reapers cheering,
Let us answer without fearing,
Accents of the Master hearing,
Calling to the harvest field. [Refrain]

Source: Hymns We Love, for Sunday Schools and All Devotional Meetings #86

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