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.
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.
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.
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.
3. Thou whom Christ the Lord is sending,
gather now the sheaves of gold;
heav’nward then at evening wending,
thou shalt come with joy untold.
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.
FAR AND NEAR THE FIELDS ARE TEEMING
First Line:
Far and near the fields are teeming with the waves of ripened grain;
Songbook: Trinity Psalter Hymnal 2018
Page Number: 423
Song Key: G
Language: English
Authors: James Oren Thompson, 1834-1917
Tune Name: CLEMM
Themes: Work of missions
Composer: J. B. O. Clemm, 1895
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