The Cyber Hymnal ‎#9938

9938. Look Up! Behold, The Fields Are White

1 Look up! behold, the fields are white,
The harvest time is near;
The summons of the Master falls
Upon the reaper’s ear:
Go forth into the golden grain
And bind the precious sheaves,
And garner for the Lord of Hosts
The harvest which He gives.

2 Look up! behold, the fields are white,
The laborers are few,
The gathering of the harvest must
By grace depend on you:
Go forth throughout the busy world,
The world of want and sin,
And gather for the Lord of Hosts
Its dying millions in.

3 Look up! behold, the fields are white,
The Master soon will come,
And carry with rejoicing heart
His gathered trophies home;
And can you stand with empty arms,
While gladly He receives
From others in the harvest field
A load of precious sheaves?

Text Information

• First Line: Look up! behold, the fields are white
• Title: Look Up! Behold, The Fields Are White
• Author: M. Lowrie Hofford
• Meter: CMD
• Language: English
• Source: Joyful Lays, by Robert Lowry and W. Howard Doane (New York: Biglow & Main, 1884)
• Copyright: Public Domain
• Notes: Alternate tunes: CALLAWAY by William F. Sherwin; PETERSBURG by John R. Sweney

Tune Information

• Name: BOR
• Composer: Robert Lowry (1884)
• Meter: CMD
• Key: D Major
• Copyright: Public Domain