Far and Near the Fields Are Teeming
Authors: J.O. Thompson • Composers: J.B.O. Clemm • Meter: 8.7.8.7. with refrain • Language: English • Formats: lyrics, png • Copyright: Free PNG, Public Domain
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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 noon-tide glare;
When the sun’s last rays are gleaming,
Bid them gather ev’rywhere.
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.