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458. The Call for Reapers

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

Chorus:
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 gleaming,
Bid them gather ev'rywhere. [Chorus]

3 O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,
Gather now the sheaves of gold;
Heav'nward then at evening wending,
Thou shalt come with joy untold. [Chorus]

Text Information
First Line: Far and near the fields are teeming
Title: The Call for Reapers
Author: John O. Thompson, 1782-1818
Refrain First Line: Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
Language: English
Publication Date: 1970
Topic: Service; Soul Winning
Tune Information
Name: [Far and near the fields are teeming]
Composer: J. B. O. Clemm, 19th century
Key: F Major



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