254.  Pray For Reapers

1
Saints of God, the dawn is bright’ning
With the glory of the Lord;
O’er the earth the field is whit’ning;
Now recall the Master’s word-
Pray for reapers,
Pray for reapers
In the harvest of the Lord.

2
Long we’ve sowed with toil and sadness,
Weeping o’er the waste around;
Now we gather grains of gladness;
Ripened wheat may now be found.
Blessed reapers!
Blessed reapers!
How their joys may now abound!

3
Now, O Lord, fulfil thy pleasure,
Use thy consecrated band,
Culling out thy precious treasure
From the tares o’er all the land.
Make us reapers,
Make us reapers,
We’re awaiting thy command.

4
Soon shall end the time of reaping,
Soon the happy day will come,
And with joy we shall be keeping
God’s eternal harvest home.
O what rapture!
O what rapture!
Never, nevermore to roam.