Ye Reapers of the Cross
Authors: D. O. Teasley • Composers: D. O. Teasley • Meter: 11.12.13.13. with refrain, 5.6.6.6.6.7.6.7.6. with refrain • Language: English • Formats: lyrics, png • Copyright: Free PNG, Public Domain
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1. The harvest is great,
The laborers are few;
Jesus calls for reapers,
He calls the tried and true.
Oh, are you ready, brother?
Say, “Here am I, send me;”
“Send where thou wilt, dear Master;
True to the end I’ll be.”
Chorus:
Then haste away, ye reapers of the cross,
The golden harvest must not suffer loss;
The evening sun is sinking very fast,
Soon the harvest-time will be forever past.
2. The harvest is great,
Oh, see the falling grain
On the Indian mountains,
On China’s floral plain.
Speed to the harvest, reaper,
Garner a few more sheaves;
When all the reapers gather,
Dare not to come with leaves.
3. The harvest is great,
The laborers are few,
Jesus now is calling
So earnestly for you.
Go to the harvest, brother,
Go like a reaper brave;
Rush to the rescue, sister,
Perishing souls to save.
4. The harvest is great,
How can we e’er describe?
From the Greenland dweller,
From Afric’s dusky tribe,
Comes there a call so plaintive,
Hear it from morn till night;
Hear ‘mid the teardrops falling:
“Send us the gospel light.”
CODA (after last stanza and Chorus):
Then haste ye to the harvest,
Ye reapers of the cross.