Scripture Verse

Look on the fields, for they are white already to harvest. John 4:35

Introduction

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Matthias Sheeleigh
1821–1900

Words: Mat­thi­as Shee­leigh (1821–1900).

Music: James H. Ro­se­crans, 1902 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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James H. Rosecrans (1843–1926)

Lyrics

Lift up your eyes up­on the land,
For white the fields ap­pear;
The har­vest of the world’s at hand,
The reap­ing time is here.

Refrain

Stay not to wait re­peat­ed call;
The King’s work need­eth haste;
Leave not the grain un­reaped to fall,
The price­less crop to waste.

Ye men and maid­ens of the Lord,
Be not the call de­layed;
Rise to the work with full ac­cord,
Thrust in the sic­kle blade.

Refrain

Wait not un­til the wane of day;
Your loins now quick­ly gird;
E’en ere the dew has dried away,
Answer the Mas­ter’s word.

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How soon will pass the morn­ing prime,
Think not the hours will stay;
Soon will it be your ev­en­time,
How soon will close your day.

Refrain