See the shin­ing fields of wav­ing grain,
See the har­vest fields so white!
Overspreading ev­ery hill and plain,
See the har­vest fields so white!

Refrain

There is work that each may do,
Work for me, and work for you;
And the la­bor­ers are so ve­ry few,
In the har­vest fields so white!

Hear the Sav­ior, as He call­eth thee,
To the har­vest fields so white!
Come and la­bor ear­nest­ly for Me
In the har­vest fields so white!

Refrain

Haste! the Mas­ter’s ur­gent call ob­ey,
See the har­vest fields so white!
Quickly join the reap­ers’ ranks to­day
In the har­vest fields so white!

Refrain