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358- Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming

Christian Church: Mission of the Church

1

  • Far and near the fields are teeming
  • With the sheaves of ripened grain;
  • Far and near their gold is gleaming
  • O'er the sunny slope and plain.

Refrain

  • Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
  • Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry;
  • Send them now the sheaves to gather,
  • Ere the harvest-time pass by.

2

  • Send them forth with morn's first beaming,
  • Send them in the noontide's glare;
  • When the sun's last rays are streaming,
  • Bid them gather everywhere.

3

  • O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,
  • Gather now the sheaves of gold;
  • Heavenward then at evening wending
  • Thou shalt come with joy untold.