Text: | The Harvest |
Author: | C. D. Emerson |
Tune: | [Behold how the fields are waving] |
Composer: | Chas. H. Gabriel |
1 Behold how the fields are waving,
Unmeasured the ripened plain,
But few are the faithful gleaners,
To gather the golden grain.
Refrain:
Forth to the harvest field, then, away!
There is plenty for all to do,
The Lord of the harvest is calling,
But the reapers, alas! are few.
2 The world is the field of harvest,
And souls must be gathered in;
Go glean from the broad, rough highways,
The good from the fields of sin. [Refrain]
3 Go work, for the day is passing,
Go labor, and hope, and pray;
Go gather the priceless jewels,
Go seek for the lost today. [Refrain]
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Behold how the fields are waving |
Title: | The Harvest |
Author: | C. D. Emerson |
Refrain First Line: | Forth to the harvest field |
Publication Date: | 1892 |
Topic: | Missionary; Work |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [Behold how the fields are waving] |
Composer: | Chas. H. Gabriel |
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MIDI file: | MIDI |