1 See the fields for harvest ready,
Golden, rich and ripe the grain,
Proving that in love and mercy
God hath sent the sun and rain.
Loud and long a call comes ringing,
‘Tis a call for volunteers!
Who will go the grain to gather,
Gather for th’eternal years?
Go forth and reap today!
Go into all the world and preach the gospel, ‘tis the Lord’s command;
Bright in the sunlight the waving grain
Covers the valley, the hill, and plain,
Yet how few the reapers be!
Time is passing,
Work will soon be done.
Would you join the mighty chorus
That shall ring from sea to sea—
“As the sound of many waters”
Ring through eternity?
2 Faintly comes a song of gladness
From the reapers, brave, but few,
Lab’ring in the heat of noonday,
Loyal, valiant, tried and true.
Who will volunteer to join them?
Lo! the seed grows more and more!
Your reward shall be abundant
In the bright forevermore. [Refrain]