Trinity Hymnal ‎#668

668. Far and Near the Fields are Teeming

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.

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 gleaming,
Bid them gather ev'rywhere. [Refrain]

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. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: Far and near the fields are teeming
• Title: Far and Near the Fields are Teeming
• Author: J. O. Thompson
• Refrain First Line: Lord of harvest, send forth reapers!
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1961
• Scripture:
  Matthew 9:38
  ;
  John 4:35
• Topic: Harvest and Thanksgiving, Spirtual; Hymns for Informal Occasions; Ministry; Missions; Supplication: For Missions

Tune Information

• Name: [Far and near the fields are teeming]
• Composer: J. B. O. Clemm
• Key: A♭ Major