
Key | Value |
---|---|
Title | Far and Near |
Number | 387 |
Hymnal | Hymns For Worship (Revised) |
Key Signature | Ab |
Starting Pitch | MI |
Starting Pitch Direction | Down |
Starting Beat | 1 |
Time Signature | 3/4 |
Lyrics
Chorus
Lord of harvest, send forth reapers! Hear us, Lord, to Thee we cry, Send them now the sheaves to gather, Ere the harvesttime pass by.
Verse 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.
Verse 2
Send them forth with morn's first beaming, Send them in the noontide's glare; When the sun's last rays are gleaming, Bid them gather ev'rywhere.
Verse 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.
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