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358. Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming

SDA Hymnal

Verse 1

Far and near the fields are teeming

With the sheaves of ripened grain;

Far and near their gold is gleaming

O’er the sunny slope and plain.

Chorus 1

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.

Verse 2

Send them forth with morn’s first beaming,

Send them in the noon-tides’s glare;

When the sun’s last rays are streaming,

Bid them gather everywhere.

Chorus 3

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.

Verse 4

O thou, whom thy Lord is sending,

Gather now the sheaves of gold;

Heavenward then at evening wending

Thou shalt come with joy untold.

Chorus 5

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.

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