Choose a text to compare against: | Compare to:These texts are sorted by similarity. Texts in green are more similar to the current text, and red ones are more different. |
1 O man of God, arise, A voice sounds from the skies, Awake, 'tis day! Behold the fields in sight; The harvest glows with light; Put in your sickle bright; Up and away! 2 My work is great, be strong; The day of toil is long, Seek help divine. The dangers may appall; Thy heart within thee fall; Upon me always call; My strength is thine. 3 My blood has tinged the cross Thy soul to save from loss, In endless night. Let love reign in thy heart; My truth and zeal impart; Thus to the fields depart With holy might. 4 The reaper shall be blest; The toiler have his rest, My word I give. Like me thou shalt appear; From sin forever clear; Secure from every fear With me to live. Amen. | Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #342 (1899) |