1 The shadows are falling, Swift closeth the day,
I hear a voice calling, It seemeth to say,--
Oh, hast thou not glean'd well today?
In the world's harvest field, With its full precious field,
Has it vainly appealed,--
Oh, soul! hast thou gleaned well to-day?
Chorus:
Hast thou gleaned Hast thou gleaned
Hast thou gleaned well to-day?
Oh, soul! hast thou gleaned well to-day?
2 The day is departing, The darkness is here;
Ah! why am I starting, While heart beats with fear,
Soul! hast thou not glean'd well to-day?
In the world's busy throng, Hast thou failed to be strong,
Weakly yielding to wrong,
Oh, hast thou not gleaned well to-day? [Chorus]
3 The light is appearing, The darkness is gone,
For Jesus is nearing, And tender His tone,--
Oh, soul! in my might glean each day;
When the harvest is o'er, Shall be joy evermore,
If the sheaves at thy door
Shall say, thou hast filled well thy day? [Chorus]
Source: The Jewel: a selection of hymns and tunes for the Sabbath school, designed as a supplement to "The Gem" #36