1 Rouse, oh! reapers, up and haste away,
Ready, willing, Jesus to obey;
You are needed, see the fields are white;
Take your sickle, reap with all your might;
Haste, for the reapers, alas! are so few,
And in His service be true.
Haste, for the reapers, alas! are so few,
And in His service be true.
Refrain:
Haste unto the worldwide harvest field,
Help to garner in the priceless yield;
Faithfulness showing, blessings bestowing,
Serving with trust and love;
Falter not and never weary be,
Give your best until eternity,
Joyfully singing, reaping and bringing,
Souls to the Lord above.
2 Time is precious, do not idle stand,
Haste away with willing heart and hand;
Christ in mercy will always be near,
You to strengthen, comfort, help and cheer;
Trusting and praying, oh! make no delay,
Forth to the harvest away!
Trusting and praying, oh! make no delay,
Forth to the harvest away! [Refrain]
3 Haste, oh! reapers, ere the daylight flies,
Glean some sheaves eternal for the skies.
Let not Christ for reapers call in vain,
And in worldly idleness remain;
All who are faithful in serving the Lord,
Surely obtain their reward.
All who are faithful in serving the Lord,
Surely obtain their reward. [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8940
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