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

John B. Hague, Hymns for Social and Private Worship 1842.

Philip P. Bliss, Gospel Songs (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: The American Baptist Publication Society, 1874), number 90 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Philip P. Bliss (1838-1876)

Hark, sinner, while God from on high doth entreat thee,
And warnings with accents of mercy doth blend;
Give ear to His voice, lest in judgment He meet thee;
The harvest is passing, the summer will end.

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The harvest is passing, the summer will end;
The harvest is passing, the summer will end.

How oft of thy danger and guilt He hath told thee!
How oft still the message of mercy doth send!
Haste, haste, while He waits in His arms to enfold thee:
The harvest is passing, the summer will end.

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Despised and rejected, at length He may leave thee:
What anguish and horror thy bosom will rend!
Then haste thee, O sinner, while He will receive thee:
The harvest is passing, the summer will end.

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The Savior will call thee in judgment before Him;
Oh, bow to His scepter, and make Him thy friend;
Now yield Him thy heart, and make haste to adore Him:
The harvest is passing, the summer will end.

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