Author: Rev. Johnson Oatman, Jr. Hymnal: The New Praiseworthy #43 (1916) First Line: Now is the autumn coming Lyrics: 1 Now is the autumn coming,
Now in the winter near,
What have you gained as harvest
Out of the waning year?
Where are your sheaves, my brother?
What will the Master see
When He shall come to view the reaping?
What will our harvest be?
Chorus:
What will your harvest be?
(What will your harvest, your harvest be?)
What will your harvest be?
(What will your harvest, our harvest be?}
Into life's furrow seeds are falling;
What will your harvest be?
2 Swiftly your day is going,
Think ere the shadows creep;
What you have long been sowing,
That must ye also reap.
Did you sow seeds of kindness,
Seed that from sin was free?
When you at last your crop must gather,
What will your harvest be? [Chorus]
3 Soon will the awful trumpet
Ring thro' your starry dome;
Soon will the angel reapers
Gather the harvest home;
Then will they glean for Jesus
Sheaves for eternity; -
Will they be sheaves of good or evil?
What will your harvest be? [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [Now is the autumn coming]
What Will Your Harvest Be?