Scripture Verse

Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest. John 4:35

Introduction

portrait
Charles Gabriel (1856–1932)

Words: El­ea­nor W. Long, 1908. Ap­peared in The Ev­an­gel, com­piled by Ro­bert H. Cole­man & Will­iam W. Ham­il­ton (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia et ali­bi: Am­eri­can Bap­tist Pub­li­ca­tion So­ci­ety, 1909), num­ber 146.

Music: Charles H. Ga­bri­el (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Long (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Lyrics

The fields are white to har­vest,
But the la­bor­ers are few;
Do not idle, do not loi­ter
By the way;
Lo, the Mas­ter calls for reap­ers,
And the Mas­ter calls for you,
Go la­bor in My har­vest field to­day.

Refrain

To the har­vest field away!
There is dan­ger in delay!
Day soon is past—night falls so fast—
To the har­vest field, to the har­vest field,
To the har­vest field away,
To the har­vest field,
To the har­vest field, away!

The fields are white to har­vest,
But the la­bor­ers are few;
See, the sun is in the ze­nith—
Haste away!
There are sheaves which must be gar­nered,
There is work for all to do,
Go la­bor in the har­vest field to­day.

Refrain

The fields are white to har­vest,
But the la­bor­ers are few;
Shadows length­en, soon will come the
Close of day;
If the Sav­ior’s bless­ing you would win,
When tasks and toils are thro’,
Go la­bor in the har­vest field to­day.

Refrain